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.

and soon realized that

by

if it were her son standing

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

home

the sprawling York estate, he’d

Even his

mother might drop by now and then, but friends? Never. His

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

him, only to find a half–naked siren

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

zipped up her jacket, ‘Sorry to burst your bubble, but your son, he’s quite taken with me. If he weren’t so

finger, “Just wait until my son deals with

say that. As the ‘siren, I’ve already ensnared

place she rarely entered, and upon getting in the room, she found her son.

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

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

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 do

York was

want me around your son, just step aside and

retorted, “My son would never

hand went to her belly, “And who knows, if I’m not careful, I might just

She ran off?

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

what

was no sign

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