Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 88

Quintessa just wanted Tyrone to get the hell out. She didn’t have time to waste on his nonsense.

Not everyone was born with a silver spoon in their mouth like Tyrone, who seemed to have it all, fear nothing, and control everything. All that he possessed was a stark contrast to Quintessa’s meager existence. It wasn’t long ago that even the thought of surviving another day felt like a luxury to her.

Lifting her chin defiantly, she sneered, “If you’re gonna fight, then bring it on. If you’re gonna kill me, just do it already. And if you’re not gonna do a damn thing, then get lost. I’ve got a million better things to do than waste my time with you.”

Tyrone squinted his eyes and said with a hint of intrigue, “Alright then, since you’re so eager, let’s begin.”

An hour passed, and Quintessa was drenched in sweat, utterly exhausted without an ounce of strength left.

Through it all, not a single tear escaped her eyes.

puzzled. Was this woman incapable of crying?

else might have been reduced

did not cry. She

tears are only powerful in front of someone who cares about her. Otherwise,

Tyrone? What gave him the right to see her at her

but his scorn was worse than

dismissed her as filthy, even though it seemed to take every ounce of his self–control not to

he can’t keep

up. Tyrone’s anger subsided a bit as he saw her powerless form, and he suddenly

out a handkerchief to wipe his fingers and lightly touched Quintessa’s face, warning, “From now on, keep it straight. Don’t tick me off again. You’ll only be bringing trouble

be mine. I was just claiming what belonged to me. What’s

she was happy or struggling?

role. Was it really worth all this scheming? If you wanted it so badly, why didn’t you come to me?”

night with you, I’d have you hand it to

Jerome, yet still got