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.”

glanced at her bare foot, then

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 easy to achieve, one must always dream,

you’re a jerk, you win.

furious. But these days, it was becoming a Herculean task. It wasn’t that she was losing her touch; it was

I’m an idiot, to pick it up for you

“You think I need a shoe to hit you?”

for later. Didn’t you say I should be doing more manly things? I’m all

wanted to

Tyrone’s car was blocking the way, and the

or what? Take your couple’s quarrel home and stop blocking the way!” Quintessa’s face darkened instantly. Who the

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

kicked him

car, “I’m driving here, don’t keep hitting me. What if I

withdrew her foot, “What then? Drag you

drag Tyrone down with

where the hell did that cold,

imagined your feelings for me were so deep, ready to join me in the afterlife

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