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.

that the space beside

at a leisurely pace, unfazed by

it were her son standing there –

sent her into a tizzy. “Nonsense, my son would never allow strangers in his

home

the sprawling York estate,

Even his

fortress – his mother might drop by now and then, but friends?

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

only to find a half–naked siren in

mom, right? You’ve had kids;

deepen with 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

“Just wait until my son

chuckled, “Funny you should say that. As the ‘siren,

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

asleep, with a blanket slinging low around his

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

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

was

you don’t want me around your son, just step aside and

“My son

smirked, “Yet, I did end up with your son.” Her hand went to her belly, “And who knows,

She ran off?

thought she hadn’t left after all. But when he swung open

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

but there was no sign of Quintessa, the