Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

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.”

at her bare foot, then at the abandoned shoe outside.

plans under wraps. It is you that have asked me, and I just told the truth. How can you blame me? Though the goal isn’t

jerk, you win. Now, would you be a dear

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 irritatingly thick.

to pick it up for you just to let you hit

think I need

energy for later. Didn’t

to

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

quarrel home and stop

back, “Who said we’re quarreling? This is us

kicked him again.

don’t keep hitting me. What if I lose my cool and crash the car head–on, huh?”

“What then? Drag you down with

the urge to drag Tyrone down

the hell did that cold, aloof man before

never imagined your feelings for me