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 at the abandoned shoe outside.

that have asked me, and I just told the truth.

you win. Now, would you be a dear and

that 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

an idiot, to pick it up for you just to let you hit me with the shoe

I need a

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

to

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

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

and shouted back, “Who said we’re quarreling? This

kicked

don’t keep hitting me. What if I

withdrew her foot, “What then? Drag you down with me”

to drag Tyrone down with her; he was driving

hell did that cold, aloof man before

caressed her face with a smirk, “Tsk, I never imagined your feelings for me were so deep, ready to join me in the afterlife

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