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

and I just told the truth. How can you blame me? Though the goal isn’t easy to achieve, one must always dream, and you can’t stop me from

her eyes, Quintessa snarked, “Fine, you’re a jerk, you win. Now, would you be

turn red and get furious. But these days, it was becoming a

pick it up for you just

out, “You think I need a shoe to

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

wanted to

was blocking the

driver behind stuck his head out the window, “Are you moving or what? Take your couple’s quarrel home and stop blocking the way!” Quintessa’s face darkened instantly. Who the hell was a couple

out the window and shouted back, “Who said we’re

kicked him

here, don’t keep hitting

then? Drag

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

hell did that cold, aloof man before

for me were so

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