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.”

her bare foot, then at the abandoned shoe

told the truth. How can you blame me? Though the

jerk, you win. Now, would you

red and get furious. 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

think I’m an idiot, to pick it up for you just to let you hit

think I need a shoe

caught her leg, giving it a squeeze, “Easy, save some of that energy for later. Didn’t you say I should be doing more manly things? I’m all prepared

wanted to

of honking came from behind; Tyrone’s car was blocking the way, and the driver

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

leaned out the window and shouted back, “Who said we’re quarreling? This is

kicked him again.

surprisingly good mood, started the car, “I’m driving here, don’t keep hitting me.

“What then? Drag you down with me”

down with her;

wondered, where the hell did that cold, aloof man before disappear to?

I never imagined your feelings for me were

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