Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 128

Quintessa scoffed offhandedly. “Oh, thanks”

“That’s 11?”

With a click, Quintessa switched on the bedside wall lamp.

The dim light was comforting, but Quintessa’s eyes were piercing. She said, “What else do you want then? to get in bed?”

Her tongue was full of bite wounds, and when she first woke up, all she felt was a headache.

Now, as her mind was becoming clearer, the pain from the wounds on her tongue began throbbed with each word, especially she spoke, her teeth grazing the tender spots made it even more painful.

Tyrone was at a loss for words, exasperated, “Quintessa, do you even know what gratitude is?”

sleep with Quintessa, but, when she threw it out there so nonchalantly, he found himself unable to say them out loud, feeling like

you’re looking for a goody two shoes,

saving her, but that didn’t mean everything before

Quintessa’s weary face, bloodshot eyes, and that mocking twist of her lips, he swallowed his anger, unable to

nodded, “Fine, you’re no goody two–shoes, and I’m fucking innocent, okay? Let’s just

down, pulling up the blanket and turning his back, clearly done

the clock it

replaying the most dangerous moment of the

she should thank Tyrone.

wasn’t petulance; it was the resentment she harbored for this man in her heart,

back–to–back, just like that day at Tyrone’s residence – divided by a wide chasm

Roxanne, how

with her properly, wouldn’t all her efforts have gone to waste?

settled on her waist – Tyrone’s arm

Damn it!

you’re innocent? Then have