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?"

"What's Rachel but a downgrade? I've told

with

serious, "Nope, it

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

so don't meddle in mine. When I'm tired of playing around, when it's time to marry or have children, I'll take care of it myself. You said you can't handle me, and I won't listen anyway, so don't worry

push. You better

"Of course!"

little vixen, you're just letting her be so

let her. And come on, do you really not know me by

this; her son was a

advised, "Just be careful, okay? Don't let make someone pregnant again, especially after that miscarriage.

his eyes,

"What did you say?"

Mom, you

Cecilia left, still unwilling and