Chapter 163

The next moment, a wail emanated from inside the car, and Quintessa’s shoe flew out of the window.

At that moment, all Quintessa could think was: Why the hell did I ever open my mouth to ask him?

She knew damn well that nothing good ever came out of Tyrone’s mouth.

-To sleep with her until waking up naturally?

Ha! She’d like to punch him awake every single day.

Tyrone pushed his hair back, narrowly avoiding the flying shoe. He checked his reflection in the rearview mirror, smoothing his hair back into place with a look of disgust for Quintessa, “What, haven’t washed your feet in days? They stink!”

Quintessa, with one bare foot propped up on the dashboard, shot back, “Had I known I’d be using my shoe to hit you today, I wouldn’t have washed my feet for a week.”

foot, then at the abandoned shoe outside.

trying to keep a low profile, keep my grand plans under wraps. It is you that have asked me, and I just told the truth. How can you blame

snarked, “Fine, you’re a jerk, you win. Now,

But these days, it was becoming a Herculean task. It wasn’t that she was losing her touch; it was that Tyrone’s skin had grown irritatingly thick.

pick it up for you

“You think I need a shoe to

it a squeeze, “Easy, save some of that energy for later. Didn’t you say I should be doing more manly things?

to

was blocking the

home and stop blocking the way!” Quintessa’s face darkened instantly. Who the hell was a

and shouted back, “Who said we’re quarreling? This is us being affectionate, get it?”

firmly kicked

good mood, started the car, “I’m driving here, don’t keep hitting me. What if I lose my cool and crash the

withdrew her foot, “What then? Drag

Tyrone down with

did that cold, aloof man before disappear

caressed her face with a smirk, “Tsk, I never imagined your feelings for me were so deep, ready to join me in the afterlife and

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