Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

"Pfft." Quintessa couldn't help but laugh out loud, hastily setting her spoon down, afraid of choking in a moment.

Tyrone lifted his chin provocatively towards Quintessa, a look of prideful arrogance on his face, as if to say: Yeah, that's how badass I am, I say and I do. Cecilia was dumbfounded, "What did you just say? Have you lost your mind?"

Tyrone scowled, "Lost my mind? Yeah, it's fried, totally fried." Fried by his desire.

Quintessa said to Cecilia, "Auntie, your son's head is fine, it's his virility that's in question. You might want to pick up some aphrodisiacs for him."

Tyrone's face darkened as if a storm cloud had settled over him, "Quintessa, just so you know, I'll remember what you said today."

Quintessa took a sip of her soup, "Tsk, can't I speak the truth? I'm just making factual inferences based on your performance."

Cecilia shouted angrily, "Nonsense, my son is perfectly fine."

Then, she quickly turned to Tyrone, "Right, son?"

her eyes filled with worry, betraying her faltering

could you please just stop talking? I'm not asking for your help, just don't tie down the legs of your son who's striving

"Of course not, why would you believe

her chin on her hand, "How is this nonsense? Or was my miscarriage a lie? Young man, don't shy away from seeking medical help. If

her son hadn't had

"Son, maybe we should go..." (to

some beauty treatments, play cards with your friends, and enjoy your afternoon tea. Leave the rest to

exhausted, truly

mom, his own mom, was easily fooled time and time again

him being quick on the draw. How many

huffed, "Who are you

such a clever brain from? I'm

sighed, feeling weary, "Mom, if I really had

her hand, "That's because I'm healthy

how about I give you a grandson first, so that