Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 391

Mrs. York's casual mention of "home" struck a chord deep within Quintessa's heart, a concept that felt distant and foreign to her.

But ever since Mrs. York and Tyrone had become part of her life, there was this new warmth surrounding her, much like the bowl of hot porridge delivered to her doorstep early in the morning. It wasn't something you'd pick up from a street vendor; it was the kind of meal only a mother would make.

"We're both fine, just some scratches," Quintessa tried to reassure.

Mrs. York sighed as she glanced at Quintessa, “But those are still injuries. I saw the pictures online; it looked so dangerous."

Tyrone remained silent, quickly finishing the breakfast his mother brought. Frowning, he asked, "Mom, is there no bacon?"

Mrs. York playfully slapped his arm, "Bacon? Early in the morning? Be grateful I brought you something to eat at all."

Quintessa took a sip of her porridge with lily bulbs and dates, not too sweet, but satisfyingly delicious. She smiled, "I like it."

Mrs. York patted her head, "Eat up."

Tyrone grimaced, taking a bland sip of his porridge. Man, his face hurt!

Suddenly, Mrs. York exclaimed, "Oh my, son, how did you get hurt?"

you been looking at me since you came

attention. After all, she had been looking at her silly boy

sandwich, "Mom...we can't keep

innocently asked,

nudged Mrs. York, pointing her attention towards

is injured too. You guys didn't get into a fight, did

his

of her porridge,

York widened her eyes, "Fell in the bathroom...together? You

while Alexander

to

helping each other with your

couldn't help but laugh out

his teeth,

he hadn't even solidified his feelings yet, and here his

to Quintessa, "I'm just asking, why so

was at a loss for words, giving Quintessa a pleading look

away,