Quintessa couldn't help but let out a laugh when she heard that. She probably hadn't met anyone cuter than Mrs. York in a long while.

Turning around, she nodded, "Yes, you're right. Sometimes, he's not all that bad."

"Oh, so you?"

Quintessa cut Mrs. York off, "Let's not go there. Everyone knows what I'm about. Him and I, we're just fooling around, nothing serious. Getting real? Maybe, that's a game neither of us can afford to play. Thanks, though for not judging me like everyone else."

"You!"

"I've gotta go."

Watching Quintessa close the door behind her, Mrs. York sighed. Deep down, she was conflicted. This girl, with all her personal baggage, wasn't really a match for her son. But her son was smitten, and she didn't dislike her either.

really, she shouldn't be worried. The girl clearly wasn't interested

her makeup collection was smaller than hers, not

live in such a place, getting kicked out of the room time and again without a word of complaint. What did that

this girl meant that her son could finally find some happiness,

girl

only his mother, "Mom, where

you only

tell me. Where is

"She's at the studio."

the table, Tyrone said, "Eat something, Mom. I'm heading

her unch. You don't know it, but she fainted the other day. The doctor

1.net

exhausted, and had severe gastritis. She can't skip breakfast, especially not with today's heat. I'm worried she won't hold

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255