Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny (Quintessa and Tyrone) novel Chapter 317

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.

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

Peering into Quintessa's room, Mrs. York noted the sparse belongings. Even her makeup collection was smaller than hers, not to mention her son's things scattered about.

Mrs. York smirked. She knew her son all too well - he was picky and fastidious to a fault. And yet, here he was, willing to live in such a place, getting kicked out of the room time and again without a word of complaint. What did that tell anyone? It was clear as day, except to her oblivious son.

If settling down with this girl meant that her son could finally find some happiness, then so be it.

Sometimes, this girl wasn’t half bad!