Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 74

Mrs. York’s eyes widened as she stared intently at Quentessa’s belly

Quintessa, already finding Mrs York’s scrutiny annoying, decided to provoke her further expecting to intensify the dralibe

But to her surprise. Mrs York seemed almost fixated on her abdomen.

“Maam, please step aside, or I might just camp out here after all, Quentessa said with a hint of sass.

Mrs. York’s garo was complex as she looked at her

Quintessa shook her head. Tyrone’s mother was indeed different from what she had imagined.

She opened the door and stepped out.

Mrs. York tiptoed to watch Quintessa disappear into the distance, her face twisting with worry, “What if she’s actually pregnant?”

After leaving Tyrone’s house, Quintessa glanced at her watch, it was already 1 PM. She had slept longer than expected

The sunlight was just right overhead, and she squinted against the brightness until her eyes adjusted.

Her phone rang: it was Violet.

Tm on my way back.” Quintessa spoke into the phone.

Not long after Quintessa left, Tyrone woke up.

quickly, and soon realized that the space beside him was empty. 16:25

at a leisurely pace, unfazed by Mrs. York’s presence in

it were her son standing there – modesty wasn’t exactly her strong

story. The mention of her son sent her into

home

the sprawling York estate, he’d make sure his bedroom was off–limits to everyone.

Even his

fortress – his mother might drop by now and then, but friends? Never. His sanctuary remained

worried sick. Tyrone hadn’t come home all night, and now it was past noon

here she was, checking on him, only to find a half–naked siren in

mom, right? You’ve had kids; surely you don’t think I’m here just

her frown. “You shameless creature, how could my son possibly be interested in you?” Quintessa zipped up her jacket, ‘Sorry to burst your bubble, but your son, he’s quite taken with me. If he weren’t so head over heels, why would I be

finger, “Just wait until my son

“Funny you should say that. As the ‘siren, I’ve already

– a place she rarely entered, and upon getting in

slinging low around his waist,

York’s mind raced with scandalous thoughts of the previous night’s encounters. Her only thought was like, her son had been taken advantage of.

fueled Mrs. York’s ire. What was it about this girl that had captured her son’s attention? Leaning against the door with a mocking tone, Quintessa said,

was speechless.

added, “If you don’t want me around your son, just step aside and let me go. And keep your son away

York retorted, “My son would never want you.”

did end up with your son.” Her hand went to her belly, “And

She ran off?

as he thought she hadn’t left after all. But when he swung open the bedroom door, he was greeted by the sight of his busy

instantly, “Mom, what are you doing here?”

room, but there was no sign