Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny ( Quintessa and Tyrone ) novel Chapter 309

Quintessa’s grip on the wine bottle tightened slowly. Aside from her childhood, it had been years since anyone had fed her.

Those memories, although warm, were also like a scar that throbbed whenever it was touched.

Her cheeks flushed warmer, and Tyrone watched her with a smile playing on his lips.

Quintessa wanted to refuse.

Before she could articulate her refusal, a piece of shrimp found its way into her mouth.

Tyrone peeled another for himself, his nose wrinkling slightly as he tasted it. “Meh, the taste is mediocre. But in a dive like this, we’ll just have to make do.”

Tyrone, who used to never dine in places like this, always preferring five-star luxury hotels, was now, alas eating at roadside stalls and small taverns.

His blatant display of affection was making Jonathan and Snow visibly uncomfortable.

Neither of them could match Tyrone’s audacity, and his shameless determination to win over Quintessa regardless of her response.

Especially Jonathan, whose gaze at Tyrone was indescribably complex, understood Tyrone better than anyone. Tyrone had always been the golden boy, too proud to give anyone the time of day. And yet, here he was, throwing all his pride away for Quintessa.

One might have thought Tyrone was merely playing around, but if that were the case, he was indeed betting too big.