Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Quintessa chuckled, "This was a fluke, and it won't happen again."

To Quintessa, last night truly was an unforeseen event. If there's anyone to blame, it's the wine for not holding itself back.

Sometimes, when you're on your own for too long, you seek some comfort, maybe last night, something about Tyrone struck a chord.

Seeing Quintessa so nonchalant about being caught in bed, Mrs. York couldn't help but silently sigh. This girl clearly hadn't considered marrying her son.

Girls like her are hard to come by these days. Thinking about it, she's had it tough, as she had fought her battles alone while her son only added to her troubles.

Mrs. York, against her better judgment, said, "Well, my son is a fine young man, you know. But for him to freeload off you isn't right."

Quintessa poured herself a glass of water, and swallowed her pills with a gulp.

"You've seen it yourself, I'm practically sponsoring your son. He crashes at my place, eats my food, and even wears my T-shirts. If I sleep with him, consider it settling his debts."

York was at a loss for

understand why her son, usually so generous, was being so stingy this time. She felt embarrassed

told Mrs. York, "Don't worry, I won't cling to your son. I never planned on joining the York family. Feel free to

aback, asked, "Where are you off

to say she wasn't

her bag, Quintessa answered, "Off to the studio. Got

late today, the director was

hurriedly said, "But you haven't taken

"I'll skip it.

enim used to it. Since you're see how we shoot, ask M want to see your stay.

I'm

off."

York called

"Something else?"

last time, um, thank you. This is you." Mrs. York,