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.”

then at the abandoned

was 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

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

her words could make Tyrone turn 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 grown

pick it up for you just to let

need a shoe to hit

“Easy, save some of that energy for later. Didn’t you

wanted to

of honking came from behind; Tyrone’s car was

out the window, “Are you moving or what? Take your couple’s quarrel home

“Who said we’re quarreling? This is us being

kicked him

hitting me. What if I lose my cool

her foot, “What then? Drag you

truly felt the urge to drag Tyrone down with her; he was driving

hell did that cold, aloof man before disappear to?

feelings for me were so deep, ready

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