Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Cecilia was so furious she turned almost green, clutching her chest as she moaned, "Oh, my chest hurts, I can't breathe."

Tyrone remained unmoved, "Mom, stop pretending in front of me."

Cecilia shot back, "How can you talk to your mother like that, you ungrateful child?"

Tyrone glanced at the bedroom door and said, "Mom, you should head back. That little vixen in there, you're no match for her."

Quintessa, what league is she in? And what league is his mom? Quintessa could irritate and obliterate her in a matter of seconds, leaving nothing behind.

Even so, Tyrone felt Quintessa was holding back, probably thinking his mom was too easy to target, and didn't use her full strength.

Cecilia pleaded earnestly, "Yes, yes, I'm no match, but you think you are? Rachel is a far better catch than that little vixen. You could at least play along with Rachel. How can you be with her?"

felt nauseous, "What's Rachel but a downgrade? I've told you before, stop bothering with her, she'll

huffed, "And being with her

dead serious, "Nope, it doesn't. I like her

be as shameless as that little vixen?" Cecilia, teeth clenched with anger, lamented, "I can't

mine. When I'm tired of playing around, when it's time to marry

push. You

"Of course!"

not convinced, turned back, "That little vixen, you're just letting

little vixen is your son's woman. If she's getting cocky, it's because I let her. And come on, do you

son was a little

Don't let make someone

roll his eyes, "As if

"What did you say?"

Mom, you

pushed out the door, Cecilia