Chapter 111

Quintessa couldn’t help but roll her eyes, while draping an arm lazily across her face; then she said with a voice dripping with sarcasm, “Wow, that’s some fetish, spying on me while I pee?”

Tyrone was speechless.

Quintessa had thought she wouldn’t care, but damn it, now she had stage fright and couldn’t do her business.

With a fierce glare at Tyrone, she yanked up her jeans and stomped past him, deliberately stepping on his foot as she exited.

Tyrone winced, the corner of his mouth twitching in pain.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, Quintessa cleaned up and went out for some oatmeal.

Tyrone emerged from the bathroom just in time to see Quintessa pulling a muffin out of a paper bag, and he couldn’t help but comment, “You should stick to the oatmeal, and skip the muffins. An actress needs to watch her figure; don’t you worry about turning into a barrel?”

If he hadn’t been thinking about her stomach issues, he wouldn’t have let her near the oatmeal.

fast food, bought by some other guy,

mockery, “Not eating them, huh? You worried I’ll get a barrel waist? Since when is my body any of your

nitpicky? Didn’t Quintessa know that? He wouldn’t touch fast

The one holding you at night

as Quintessa snatched up a plump muffin and took a

Tyrone was speechless.

hunger surely understood the value of

devour the

of gaining an ounce.

himself. Were those muffins really

try to eat like a lady. You’re a mess.”

chin defiantly, “There’s the

Tyrone think he

with him, and he’d tire of you quickly. Push back,

strike the right balance, and his interest would never

the hook; she was determined to make him fall for her, and to make him understand what

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Chapter 111

seat next to Quintessa, close enough to make her skin

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