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.

soon realized that the space beside him was

by Mrs.

her son standing there

was another story. The mention of her son sent her into a tizzy. “Nonsense, my son would never allow

home

estate, he’d make sure

Even his

downtown apartment was a fortress – his mother might drop by now and then, but friends? Never. His sanctuary remained untouched by outside

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

only to find a half–naked siren in his

into her jeans, taunting, “Auntie, you’re Tyrone’s mom, right? You’ve had kids; surely you don’t think I’m here just for a glass of water?”

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

finger, “Just wait until my son deals with

“Funny you should say that. As the

– a place she rarely entered, and upon getting in the room, she

around his waist, bare–chested in a way that screamed impropriety.

previous night’s encounters. Her only thought was like, her son had been taken advantage

foxy grin only 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, “Auntie, it happened. What more do you want?

York was

around your son, just step aside and let me go. And keep your son away

“My son would

did end up with your son.” Her hand went to her belly, “And who knows, if I’m not careful, I might just give you a grandson in ten

She ran off?

commotion outside. A smirk touched his lips, as he thought she hadn’t left after all. But when he swung open the bedroom door, he was greeted

“Mom, what are you

but there was no sign of