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.

and soon realized that the space beside him was empty.

by Mrs. York’s presence in the room.

it were her son standing there –

The mention of her son sent her into a tizzy. “Nonsense, my son

home

York estate,

Even his

drop by now and then, but friends? Never. His sanctuary remained untouched

all night, and now it was past noon with no answer from his

to

right? You’ve had kids; surely you don’t think I’m here just for a glass of

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

York pointed an accusatory finger, “Just wait until my son deals with you.”

should say that. As the ‘siren, I’ve

place she rarely entered, and upon getting in

slinging low around his waist, bare–chested

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

on, you can’t leave. Who are you, and how did you ensnare my son?” Seeing Quintessa’s 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

York was speechless.

Quintessa added, “If you don’t want me around your son, just step aside

retorted, “My son

hand went to her belly, “And who

She ran off?

could get angry, he heard some commotion outside. A smirk touched his lips, as he thought she hadn’t left after all. But when he swung open the

mood soured instantly, “Mom, what

but there was no sign of Quintessa, the enchantress.