Classic Novel
Chapter 385
Quintessa felt a sharp discomfort as Tyrone's shoulder dug into her abdomen, her head hanging downwards, causing blood to rush to her head, making her feel dizzy and somewhat nauseous. Quintessa slapped Tyrone's back, "Let me down, will ya?"
Tyrone winced as a shot of pain surged through a wound on his back where Quintessa accidentally hit him, "No can do."
Carrying Quintessa, Tyrone climbed up the stairwell to the rooftop.
Once they reached the top, he gently set her down.
The moment Quintessa's feet touched the ground, her knees buckled, nearly causing her to collapse, but Tyrone caught her in his arms.
The cool breeze of a summer night on the rooftop was refreshing, helping Quintessa's head clear a bit, "In the dead of night, what's the big idea? You're not planning on making us both goners, are you?" Tyrone pondered for a moment, "Something like that, I guess."
Quintessa took a step back, alarmed, "What are you up to in the middle of the night? Don't mess around, I'm not ready to kick the bucket yet."
Tyrone pulled Quintessa closer, "Let's play a game."
Quintessa... I... Ugh!
"Are you sleepwalking? Dragging me out here in the middle of the night just to play a game? You..."
Tyrone nodded, dead serious, "Of course... what else?"
He pulled out a deck of cards, the same one they had played with before.
He said, "Come on, try your luck, draw four cards..."
Quintessa, still groggy from being woken up, gritted her teeth, "I don't have time for your silly games, I'm beat. Go bother someone else."
But Tyrone grabbed Quintessa's
hand, not
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you've etting her go, "Nope,
play. Don't think about
going back down unless we finish."
Quintessa rolled her eyes in exasperation and blindly picked four cards.
Tyrone urged, "Flip them over."
Quintessa, irritated, "You weren't always like this... Why don't you go back to being that cool, domineering CEO?"
Tyrone grinned, "Thanks for the compliment. I know I'm handsome. Keep going, flip them over."
"Bro, what are you up to?" Quintessa was utterly speechless. Was he out of his mind, doing this in the middle of the night?
Shaking her head, Quintessa turned over the four cards - an Ace of Hearts, a 3 of Hearts, an Ace of Diamonds, and a 4 of Hearts! Quintessa didn't pay much attention; she never liked card games much.
Tyrone's lips curled into a smile, "Lucky draw. Want to know what these four cards mean?"
Quintessa yawned, "You're fortune telling now? Go ahead, I'm going back to sleep."
After a few steps, she heard Tyrone call from behind, "Hey, Quintessa, I'm offering you a lifetime commitment. Interested?"
Quintessa paused, turning slowly to
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face him. The moonlight was dim on the rooftop, making it hard to see Tyrone's face clearly, but his eyes were bright and intense.
He held up the four cards Quintessa had just drawn, "Well? Do you want them?" Suddenly, the sleepiness that clouded Quintessa's mind vanished.
In the world of cards, an Ace represents "1," and putting together the numbers she drew made 1814- a universal online language for "forever." © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.
Quintessa's eyes widened, heart racing so fast she dared not open her mouth, fearing her heart might leap right out.
Tyrone approached with the cards, "If you want it, whatever I have, it's yours..."