Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 74

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.

up quickly, and soon realized that the space beside him was empty.

a leisurely pace, unfazed by

even if it were her son standing there – modesty wasn’t

story. The mention of her son sent her into a tizzy.

home

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

Even his

mother might drop by now and

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

to find a half–naked siren

had kids; surely you don’t think I’m here

her jacket, ‘Sorry to burst your bubble, but your son, he’s quite taken

York pointed an accusatory finger, “Just wait until my son deals

say that. As the

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

asleep, with a blanket slinging low around his waist, bare–chested in a way

encounters. Her only thought was like, her son had been taken advantage

Mrs. York blocked her, “Hold 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

York was

don’t want me around your son, just

“My son would never want

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

She ran off?

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

“Mom, what are you doing here?”

scanned the room, but there was no

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