Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny (Quintessa and Tyrone) novel Chapter 373

Rachel was far from the most skilled woman Quintessa had ever encountered, but she was undoubtedly the most cunning one.

With disdain, Quintessa scoffed, "Hah, she's probably the one who wishes me dead the most. How did she even find out about my car accident, and why did she specifically come to you? Where is she now?"

Alexander relayed Rachel's words to Quintessa without missing a beat.

Narrowing her eyes, Quintessa asked, "Someone was looking for her? Who was that?"

Tyrone pinched Quintessa's cheek playfully, "Can you even trust a word that woman says?"

Quintessa nodded in agreement, "You're right. Her words are as worthless as farts."

The idea that Rachel would do anything out of the goodness of her heart was laughable at best.

Alexander remembered Rachel's tearful, remorseful demeanor, and how she had said she would turn herself in.

Even though Alexander despised Rachel, he still felt her act so convincing. Could it really be just an act?

Had their family really reached a point of such mutual hatred that it was a matter of life and death?

Upon reaching the hospital, after a thorough examination and treatment of all injuries, the doctor insisted that they stay overnight for observation, especially due to the potential aftereffects of the explosion, which might not be immediately apparent.

Given the choice, Tyrone would have preferred a VIP room, which were all single occupancy, but he wanted to stay with Quintessa. After a moment's hesitation, he chose Quintessa over comfort.

After all, there will be plenty of time for comfort later. Tonight was special, and he absolutely wanted to stay with Quintessa and play the hero who saved the damsel in distress.

However, they ended up in a regular ward with four beds.