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.

realized that

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

her son standing there –

her son sent her into a tizzy. “Nonsense, my son would

home

Even in the sprawling York estate, he’d make sure his

Even his

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

sick. Tyrone hadn’t come home all night, and

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

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

could my son possibly be interested in you?” Quintessa zipped up her jacket, ‘Sorry to burst your bubble, but

finger, “Just wait until my son deals with you.”

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

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

was asleep, with a blanket slinging low around his waist,

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

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 do you want? Should

was speechless.

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

“My son would never want

her belly, “And who knows, if I’m not careful, I might just give

She ran off?

heard some 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 by the

soured instantly, “Mom, what are you

scanned the room, but there was no sign of Quintessa, the