Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath [Stella] (Chapters 81 to 90)

Chapter 81

Stella figured it was high time she got Tabitha to set her up with a dedicated work phone line. The constant badgering from the others was becoming unbearable.

Just like now…

Yorick’s voice roared through the phone, “You own a studio? How come didn’t I know?”

Stella retorted, “And what? I need to report every move to you now?”

Was she not clear enough lately, or had she been too soft before? It seemed like these people felt entitled to question her every move.

This was getting ridiculous.

Yorick pressed, “What else are you hiding from me?”

“Why would I hide anything from you? What’s it to you anyway? Geez, Yorick, Is Ursula’s illness not serious enough? She’s battling triple cancer. Instead of finding a peaceful resting place for her, you’re here bothering me. What’s your deal?”

Yorick went berserk, “Stella!”

Especially at the mention of “resting place”, anyone siding with Ursula found it taboo, almost like a malicious curse.

Stella said, “Why are you yelling?”

Yorick threatened, “Just you wait,” and hung up.

Stella clicked her tongue at his move. She was curious about what Yorick thought he could possibly do to her now.

…

Yorick was beside himself with anger. Discovering not only Stella’s studio but also her substantial earnings from the previous year sent him through the roof.

He took a deep drag of his cigarette, “Do we look like a joke to you?”

Upon hearing this, Orion, sitting shotgun, felt a chill down his spine.

Indeed, they’d become a joke.

Yorick and the Larkins had cut off Stella’s financial sources, thinking it would force her to come crawling back. They even had a timeline for when tenants at Silk-River Residences were due to pay their rents, thinking the financial pressure would break her.

Only to find out, Stella owned the house at Silk River Residences and had made over seven hundred thousand last year. Cutting her off financially now seemed utterly foolish.

To Yorick, that was a bitter pill. Stella had been his fiancée for two years, and yet, he realized he didn’t truly know her.

“Take care of what?”

Orion hesitated, “That…”

“I want her studio to crash and burn within a week.”

He dared not continue. If Stella had powerful support, they couldn’t touch her.

Yorick said, “I’d like to see who’s the man backing her.”

Orion got the message and nodded, “Understood.”

…

At the hospital.

“Can you believe this? What else has she kept from us?” Cloudia fumed, pacing back and forth. Blaise and Jaxon were all there.

But Yorick had been called away by Imogen.

As the truth unfolded, Blaise’s expression turned stone-cold.

Cloudia uttered, “What does she take us for? Monkeys being played?”

Chapter 82

“Mom, please, calm down. I think Star might have felt that the allowance we gave her wasn’t enough, but she could’ve just told us, you know? We…”

Ursula’s voice trailed off, leaving the words unsaid. Yet, even without hearing the rest, everyone now seemed to think Stella was irresponsible.

They even went as far as to suspect the money she earned was dirty. Now, they were all scheming on how to shut down her studio.

After leaving Ursula’s hospital room, Blaise had his assistant reach out to Stella. It took a couple of phone calls before they finally got through to her.

Stella was about to kick back with a video game.

On the phone, Blaise’s assistant said, “Ms. Quinn, Mr. Larkin is currently at the coffee shop across from Silk River Residences. Could you please come by?”

Stella raised an eyebrow. “And if I don’t?”

“If you don’t, well, you might not be able to keep your studio open much longer.”

The assistant’s tone was particularly firm.

More threats?

Stella chuckled, “Well, then let him try and shut it down if he can.”

Enough with the empty threats. They’d been playing this game for days now, stopping her cards and throwing threats around.

With that, she hung up the phone directly.

The assistant, taken aback by the abrupt end of the call, looked towards Blaise, who frowned in response. “What happened?”

“She said you should try shutting down the studio yourself because she won’t be coming.”

Blaise’s face turned steely at the words.

“That defiant girl. Did you tell her I was at the coffee shop right at the entrance?”

“I did. She’s not coming!”

“Then go knock on her door and drag her out here.”

Blaise was visibly upset.

“Forget it. I’ll go myself.”

Due to a lack of updates from Jaxon, he was oblivious to Stella’s not even residing at Silk River Residences.

“Stella, open the door.”

Still silence.

Descending the stairs in a huff, Blaise looked up to see the lights off from Stella’s apartment windows.

The assistant glanced at his phone, “It’s past ten.”

Sure enough, once she moved out, there was no one to keep tabs on her. And she was just running wild.

“I had to borrow a phone at the coffee shop to call her last time. She’s blacklisted my number too.”

The word “blacklisted” was enough to send Blaise over the edge. Now she was blocking everyone, not sparing even her father.

Fuming, Blaise returned to the hospital only to unleash a torrent of accusations at Cloudia for not disciplining Stella properly over the years!

Cloudia, equally enraged, retorted, “What do you mean I haven’t disciplined her properly? Who could control her? You?!”

Did she not want to discipline her? All these years, Stella had been fixated on Ursula, refusing to stay with the Larkin family even after Ursula was sent away.

She wanted to step in, but Stella never gave her the chance.

“Mom, Dad, please stop fighting.”

Seeing her parents arguing agitated Ursula, causing her to convulse in a frightening seizure.

Both Blaise and Cloudia were startled at her state.

Cloudia screamed, “Ursula, Ursula, what’s wrong? Don’t scare me like this, call the doctor, quick!”

Chapter 83

At the Quarry Manor.

Imogen noticed the cast on Yorick’s arm, her brows knitting together, “What on earth happened to you this time? And look at your face!”

Two nights back, he had brawled with Ronald, which had left Yorick with a bruise that made him appear sinister. And the cast was a dead giveaway of a fight gone too far.

Yorick replied, “I’m fine. What do you need at this late hour?”

“Your father is waiting for you in his study.”

Nodding, Yorick turned to head upstairs, leaving Imogen staring thoughtfully at the cast on his arm before she turned to the butler and instructed, “Fetch Orion for me, will you?”

“Right away.”

…

In the study upstairs, Yorick was immediately hit with the thick scent of tobacco.

Thane Quarry might have retired a year ago, but he carried an aura of authority that time hadn’t diminished.

For the past year, Yorick had been at the helm of the Quarry Group, with Thane rarely meddling in the company’s affairs.

Yet, right now…

Thane’s gaze was stern as he addressed Yorick, “The heir from the Lugar family in Ferrowland has arrived in Portis City. You’re aware, aren’t you?”

“I am,” Yorick nodded.

Thane continued, “Have you met with him yet?”

“Not yet,” Yorick admitted. His attempts to arrange a meeting through Orion and the heir’s assistant had been fruitless so far.

Thane revealed, “Jeremy met with him.”

“What?”

The hint of displeasure in Thane’s voice was unmistakable.

Upon hearing Ursula’s name, Yorick stiffened, and then quickly said, “Ursula has nothing to do with this. I’m handling the situation with Mr. Lugar now.”

“I’m aware,” Yorick responded.

Then what?

Yorick understood the unspoken ultimatum without needing it spelled out. The same thing happened two years ago when the Quarry family had made their stance on Ursula painfully clear during Stella’s uproar.

“I understand,” Yorick replied, his tone betraying his frustration, and yet his words showed only respect.

Thane dismissed him with a wave, “Go.”

Their conversation, though brief, weighed heavily on Yorick. Descending the stairs, he found Imogen glaring at Orion, who looked guilt-ridden.

Hearing Yorick’s approach, Imogen’s icy gaze shifted to him. “I’m deeply disappointed in you. Ursula’s interference, Stella’s drama leading you to brawl… It’s unbecoming.”

Upon hearing this, Yorick shot a cold stare at Orion, who, already guilty, couldn’t even muster the courage to meet his eyes.

Yorick stepped closer to Imogen, words on the brink of spilling out, yet he held back, leaving things unsaid.

“Let’s go,” he finally said to Orion, who quickly nodded and followed.

As they reached the door, Imogen’s voice halted them, “That Ursula, keep her out of sight.” Portis City was already buzzing with rumors about Yorick buying Mist Bay to tend to Ursula’s illnesses.”

Mist Bay – a place Imogen had once eyed, considering taking it as her own retirement, now instead of paying more attention to his family, Yorick chose to care for that sickly girl.

Chapter 84

She did some digging. The news had come from Ursula.

What was this, some sort of public declaration? If Yorick didn’t buy into it, would he be the town’s laughingstock?

“She’s sick, what do you think she’s capable of doing right now?”

Yorick’s tone carried a clear hint of displeasure. He didn’t take kindly to anyone targeting Ursula, especially the biases his family held against her.

Imogen caught the protective note in his voice and her expression darkened further, “Yeah, sick and still showing off.”

“Mom!” Yorick couldn’t help but raise his voice. He turned to look at Imogen.

Imogen’s gaze was grimly gloomy, “Ursula’s scheming, she isn’t as simple as you think. Don’t assume she’s all innocence.”

“Did Stella say something to you?”

“Do I need Stella to tell me what kind of person she is? Are you suggesting I can’t make my own judgments about people?”

Yorick turned silent.

Imogen kept on, “You’ve really hung out with Ursula for too long, having the tendency to pin everything on Stella.”

“You…”

Faced with his mother’s sharp criticism, he was so angry he couldn’t find the words to argue back.

In the end, he just stormed off.

Watching Yorick’s furious departure, Imogen squinted slightly, “Stella’s really seeing someone?”

“Yes, after some digging, it turns out Mr. Quarry got those bruises on his face at the Silk-River Residences, and his wrist injury happened in an elevator during a daytime event.”

Hearing this, Imogen was more furious.

“He doesn’t even like Stella, why would he fight over her?”

And Stella, having a man…

As soon as Cloudia picked up, Imogen let loose a tirade, “Look at you, Stella’s your own daughter and you can’t handle her, and even with Ursula under your care, you can’t do any better.”

Such blunt accusations ignited Cloudia’s temper as well.

“A bit much? Did I say anything wrong? Yorick and Ursula broke off their relationship two years ago, and you keep dragging him into Ursula’s affairs. Why?”

Cloudia felt a pang of guilt. She was indeed reaching out to Yorick because of Ursula.

“Mrs. Quarry, you watched Ursula grow up. She’s severely ill now, really sick.”

“I know, uterus cancer, right? Ever wondered how she got it, have you even asked her what she was up to abroad?”

“What do you mean?” Cloudia was enraged.

Imogen said, “Just letting you know, the circumstances of her illness are suspicious. You expect me to sympathize with that? You must be out of your mind.”

Imogen was utterly unapologetic. She had never liked Ursula much, and Cloudia’s remarks only added fuel to the fire. Facing someone like Cloudia, Imogen had dropped all pretense of politeness.

“I’ve done my homework. It’s not just Ursula clinging to Yorick; you’re constantly calling him on her behalf. Mrs. Larkin, you’re really something.”

It was often said that apart from their own children, it was hard for parents to form genuine attachments. Cloudia, however, seemed an exception, claiming attachment due to raising Ursula from a young age.

An attachment was understandable. But vying for a man on behalf of her foster daughter against her own? That was a mindset Imogen found truly baffling.

“The whole Larkin family is a mess, just don’t push us to make things messier for you!”

Chapter 85

The message couldn’t have been clearer. If Cloudia kept seeing Yorick for Ursula, she wouldn’t hold back.

With that, Imogen ended the call abruptly.

On the other end, Cloudia was fuming after the call, with Jaxon right by her side. They were outside the hospital room.

“Can you believe the Quarry family’s nerve? Do they really think we’re pushovers?” she was livid.

Jaxon frowned, remembering a conversation about the state of their mind development a month ago with his father.

“We can’t let Ursula find out about this,” Cloudia managed to say through gritted teeth.

“Understood,” Jaxon nodded.

The last thing they needed was for Ursula to worry about family drama in her condition. Yorick was her rock.

Cloudia closed her eyes, “We still need to figure out how to get both Tegan and Finley on board.”

They had just finalized Ursula’s surgery plan today, and just hearing about it was enough to make Cloudia’s heart pound. How was one person supposed to bear all this?

“I’ll reach out to Stella again,” Jaxon offered.

“Your dad already tried. Didn’t you hear he couldn’t find her? I suspect she’s not staying at Silk-River Residences anymore.”

“Not there? Then where could she be?”

Where indeed, Cloudia wondered, feeling a headache coming on. She was familiar with Stella’s circle of friends, and she shouldn’t have any that would hang out and play together so late at night. So, Cloudia suspected she wasn’t at Silk River Residences anymore.

“I don’t know, just look into it discreetly.”

“Mom,” Ursula’s voice came from the room, prompting Cloudia to signal Jaxon to be quiet.

Jaxon nodded, understanding the gesture.

Whoever was backing Stella’s studio, needed to figure it out quickly.

Ursula spoke, “Star…please, care for her more. Don’t let her ruin herself.”

“I unintentionally heard Rick and Orion saying he met with that man at Silk-River Residences.”

“Mom, she’s your daughter after all. Please don’t let her get involved with random men. Even if she and Rick are over, she shouldn’t be with just any old guy.”

Seeing her mother speechless, Ursula’s eyes gleamed with fierce satisfaction.

Over at Wave Residence.

Stella’s phone lit up and dimmed down, a constant cycle over the past few nights. She had the foresight to put her phone on silent.

Half-asleep, she was startled by a noise at the door, and groggily saw Ronald, clearly drunk, standing at the entrance.

“Ronald.”

Stella rubbed her eyes.

Then, Ronald came in, shutting the door behind him, shedding his mid-length coat and the smoky grey scarf around his neck.

He was devastatingly handsome, making it impossible for Stella to keep her composure. She was totally awake, and got down from the bed, “You’ve been drinking?”

Every time Ronald had alcohol, his cheeks would turn flushed.

As her voice trailed off, the man strode over without giving her a chance to respond.

Chapter 86

In the next instant, Stella found herself swept into his arms, followed by a kiss tinged with the faint aroma of red wine landing on her lips.

Boom!

A thunderous shockwave hit Stella, rendering her completely stunned, her body turning to stone!

Her lack of resistance, in his eyes, seemed like acquiescence, and his kisses grew wilder, conquering with reckless abandon.

It took five heartbeats for Stella to snap back to reality, instinctively placing her hands against his chest in a feeble attempt to push him away.

But in a blink, her slender wrists were captured and pinned behind her back.

“Ronald, Ronald,” she cried out in shock.

The man pinning her down, his eyes heavy with intoxication, gave her a brief glance. His gaze was deep and hazy, making Stella unsure if he possessed any semblance of reason.

She managed to free her hands and cupped his face. “Tell me, who am I?”

The hidden side of her heart, never meant to be revealed, suddenly surged forward, and Stella couldn’t believe it. After all, this was happening while Ronald was drunk.

She…fancied him, missed him, loved him.

In Ferrowland, a relationship between two persons without blood ties wasn’t a taboo. But she was scared.

Especially whenever Ronald introduced to others that she was a kid, she felt that to him, she was nothing more than a sister.

He cherished her with brotherly affection, loving and protecting her. If she were to reveal the true depths of her feelings and he didn’t reciprocate, it could shatter their beautiful relationship as siblings.

She didn’t want that. She couldn’t bear the thought of ruining any aspect of their relationship.

At the sight of him being silent, a hint of disappointment flickered across Stella’s eyes, “Don’t you recognize me?”

Her voice carried a tinge of sorrow.

Ronald didn’t respond but instead cupped her face, leaning in for another kiss.

If Ronald was sober now, whatever happened next would simply happen. But he wasn’t.

She wondered, at this moment, who he thought she was.

…

Back in Ferrowland, her parents often attended social gatherings, and Ronald frequently came home drunk. The hangover cures the household staff prepared hadn’t been for their liking.

Later on, Stella researched online and concocted a recipe that everyone loved.

“Ronald, have some hangover cure.”

Ronald was already asleep on her room’s couch.

Stella, clutching his neck, lifted him from the place. Despite his weight, she found it surprisingly easy.

No need to ask why she was so strong! That was thanks to Yvonne.

The public face of the Quinn family business was quite respectable.

But Ronald was also the heir to the Lugar family. The biggest arms dealer in the shadows, always facing dangers Stella could hardly imagine. Plus, after Stella was kidnapped at thirteen, Ronald was constantly worried about her.

Unable to stand by idly, Yvonne took her under her wing for three months of rigorous training!

Chapter 87

Yeah, for three whole months!

During those three months, Ronald was like a man possessed, searching high and low for Stella, terrified she’d be suffering somehow. Turned out, she was being put through her paces by Yvonne, hidden away and training hard. After that, there weren’t any real dangers, but her physical strength had definitely improved.

Helping Ronald lean against her, she fed him the hangover cure.

“Star,” his voice was a soft murmur, tender even through his drunken haze.

Stella answered, “Yeah, I’m here.”

“You better not run off, or I’ll break your legs.”

Stella was like, “…”

Even drunk, he didn’t forget to make threats.

It took some doing, but Stella managed to get the hangover cure into Ronald. Trying to get him back to his room was another story – she just didn’t have the strength.

By now it was 2 AM, and most of the mansion’s staff were off to bed.

No choice, she let him crash on the couch of her room and found him a thick blanket. Only then did she turn in for the night herself.

After such a hectic day, Stella was exhausted. She fell asleep quickly.

…

Morning sunlight peeked through the curtains, landing on Ronald’s face. He looked at the blanket covering him, slightly dazed.

It took a moment, but then he realized he was in Stella’s room. Memories from the night before flooded back.

A tightness gripped his chest as he glanced over at Stella, still deep in sleep on the bed. She must have been really tired, he thought, as she hadn’t woken up yet.

The phone started buzzing.

It was Ronald’s phone, he took a glance and found it was Idris calling.

He picked up, “Yeah.”

“Boss, Yorick Quarry has been trying to schedule a meeting with you.”

“Ignore him.”

To see him? Ha!

Ronald’s gaze softened as he looked at the small form curled up on the bed, “He’s still after Wave Residence?”

Idris replied, “Yes.”

Dashing his hopes now was much better than dragging it out.

Mocking the Larkin family while they were down? The Quarry’s weren’t in much better shape themselves. All in the same boat, really.

The Larkin family was already a mess, and the Quarrys couldn’t be allowed to rest easy.

…

The memory of being bitten by Ronald the night before made her gasp.

That was brutal.

How was she supposed to face anyone like this?

She hadn’t felt much pain at that time, but now? She couldn’t go out without a mask.

After getting ready, Stella headed downstairs, only to find Ronald in the dining room.

Seeing her with a mask on, Ronald frowned, “Why are you wearing that thing at home?”

Stella chuckled nervously, “I’m not hungry, I’m just going to head to the studio.”

“Stop right there.”

She had barely turned when his low command stopped her in her tracks.

With a nearly tearful look, Stella turned back and whispered, “Ronald.”

“Come here, eat.”

Stella really didn’t want to go over. Eating meant taking off the mask, and then Ronald would see her swollen lips.

Since she was little, even a mosquito bite would get the servants questioned by him. If he asked about it today, she honestly didn’t know what she’d say.

Chapter 88

Ronald raised an eyebrow at her stillness, “What’s up? Do I need to come over there and carry you?”

“I’m…I’m just not hungry, that’s all.”

Before she knew it, Ronald had risen from his chair and was striding towards her.

His long legs closed the distance before Stella’s mind could even catch up, and in a swift motion, he scooped her up and headed for the dining room.

Stella let out a little yelp, her cheeks flushing a bright red beneath her mask.

Oh, heavens!

“Put me down, I can walk on my own.”

Ronald looked down, “Decided to listen now, have you? I thought these years outside had turned you completely rebellious, beyond taming.”

At his words, Stella’s face turned even redder.

Rebellious? Well, maybe leaving home for so many years did look like rebellion in the eyes of Ronald and even Mom.

Without further ado, Ronald carried her to the dining table and seated her.

“Take off the mask.”

This time, Stella didn’t resist, quickly removing the mask from her face.

Sitting across from her, Ronald naturally noticed her swollen lips.

“What happened to your lips?”

The question brought back memories from the night before for both of them.

The light in Ronald’s eyes deepened, and Stella’s mouth twitched uncomfortably.

She knew he would ask.

“I…I don’t know.”

She dared not tell him it was because of his kisses. What if he didn’t remember anything about last night? The thought was terrifying.

“You don’t know?”

Ronald’s gaze on her grew more profound.

Stella mumbled, “Maybe it was a bug bite.”

The mention of a bug instantly made the atmosphere in the dining room a bit awkward. Stella couldn’t bring herself to meet Ronald’s gaze.

“Uh?”

Why did it feel like he wasn’t just talking about the bug?

“I…dislike it,” she stammered, and then quickly lowered her head to sip her oatmeal.

Ronald watched her, his eyes softening with intense affection.

Finley, who had just come in, caught a glimpse of Stella’s flushed face as he passed her. He turned to Ronald, “What did you do to make her blush so early in the morning?”

Finley felt the weight of his gaze, his heart tightening.

Ronald took a sip of his milk.

Finley promptly sat where Stella had been, calling out to a servant, “Can I get a set of silverware here? I haven’t had breakfast yet.”

Ronald said, “Move from that spot. Sit somewhere else.”

“Huh? What do you mean?” Finley was confused.

Ronald stated, “Unless you want to join the dogs outside, I suggest you move.”

Upon hearing this, Finley quickly got up.

Ronald was a man of his word, after all.

He shifted to a different seat, “What? Was that Star’s spot?”

“Yeah.”

Finley was speechless.

Typical brother – overprotective to the core.

Chapter 89

Just grabbing a bite at the dining room wasn’t exactly aiming to step into Stella’s shoes, but to think how he had reacted.

“The Larkins got in touch with me, saying they needed my help to treat Ursula. Offered a pretty penny for the house call.”

Finley was already in the loop; Stella was the Larkins’ flesh and blood. After being reunited with her biological parents, her life over these two years should have made them feel more reassured.

Turned out, digging a little deeper revealed the Larkins were far from good. Even if fostering and biological ties couldn’t mesh well, surely the biological connection shouldn’t be the one to sever?

But the Larkins? Oh, they were something else.

Stella hadn’t spent a day with the Larkins in the past two years. Just goes to show, bringing her back didn’t mean they treated her any better.

“Just handle it as Star would want. And make sure you lay it out clearly for them.”

Finley’s eyebrows twitched, “You know how your sister is. Laying it out ‘clear’ might just drive those folks to despair.”

Better to say he was not available for house calls than to say it was all up to Stella. After all, Stella’s wishes were far harsher than his refusal to show!

A cold smile played on Ronald’s lips, “They’ve been pushing Star around these past years. The time they learned that pride comes before a fall.”

Finley was at a loss for words.

Pride came before a fall? Hearing that from Ronald was something else.

Who else in Ferrowland could outmatch Ronald’s bravado? He claimed second place, and no one dared claim first!

“Okay, got it.”

He wants them in despair, huh?

No problem!

…

Cloudia got a call from Finley’s assistant, spelling it out for her.

“Whether Professor Yoder makes a house call depends on Ms. Quinn’s wishes.”

“What?” Cloudia was floored.

But the response she got crushed that hope. According to his words, seemed like Finley and Stella were tight.

Cloudia was on the verge of a breakdown. Saying it was up to Stella was like telling her to brace for Ursula’s demise.

“Mrs. Larkin, I’ve relayed Professor Yoder’s stance. Maybe try reaching out to Ms. Quinn.”

Cloudia was beside herself with frustration! Trembling, she turned to Jaxon, “Finley and Stella are close.”

“How many of these folks does Stella know?”

Each one of them was a heavyweight, and she was acquainted with them?

“C…-Call Rick. You, call Yorick,” Cloudia said, shaking.

Just the thought of it depending on Stella’s whim was driving her insane. Why did it have to hinge on Stella? What was she to these people?

…

Imogen had warned Cloudia just last night. But with no other choice, Jaxon ended up calling Yorick.

And Yorick, at that moment, was right outside Stella’s studio.

Hearing Jaxon out, disbelief filled his eyes.

“Finley’s really that close to her?”

“Absolutely. We’ve got word that whether Finley treats Ursula boils down to Stella’s say.”

Chapter 90

“Did they really say it that straight to your face?”

“Yeah.”

Yorick’s expression grew darker by the moment.

Jaxon chimed in, “And what’s the deal between her and Finley? Why does Finley care so much about what she thinks?”

Just the reply of “depending on Ms. Quinn’s wishes” was enough to suggest that there was more to her relationship with Finley than met the eye.

Yorick’s mood sank to new depths!

Finley, and that guy from Silk-River Residences…

The rage in his chest completely overwhelmed his reason, as his mind replayed all those declarations that Stella couldn’t leave without him. And to think she was so cold towards him, it fueled Yorick’s anger even more.

The realization that Stella might not love him at all was something he found hard to accept. She didn’t love him, yet she was out there with other men.

This damn woman, how would she dare?

“Rick, Ursula’s condition has worsened dramatically. If those two top-notch doctors can’t make it, we’re facing consequences we can’t afford.”

What the “consequences” implied was crystal clear – Ursula would die. She would succumb to her illness.

“Alright, I got it.”

Yorick’s voice was slightly hoarse as if scorched by his own fury.

He looked up. And there was Stella, stepping out of an Aston Martin, even turning back to say something to the driver.

Her smiling face, at that moment, seemed utterly flirtatious to Yorick.

The car drove away. Stella turned and walked towards the building entrance.

Upon seeing Yorick, she paused.

Yorick’s glare at her was fiery!

At that moment, Stella remembered checking her phone that morning. Many missed calls from unknown numbers last night, likely including Yorick.

Seeing him had already irked Stella, his accusation infuriating her even more. She marched up and slapped him across the face, “What’s it to you how many men I’ve got?”

That slap left Yorick green with fury.

“Louder, why don’t you? Scream it out.”

Yorick was too seething to make any reaction.

And asking about how many men I have, since when is that any of your business? Even if they line up from here to the end, it wouldn’t be your turn. What, you want a fight?”

Stella continued, “Besides, marriage is about freedom of choice, right? What’s this about? Just because we were engaged, I lose the right to choose?”

She fired off these words non-stop, leaving Yorick no chance to interject. All he could do was watch her lips move.

Wait, did her lips look swollen?

Yorick wasn’t some naive young man; he could guess what had happened to her lips in an instant.

The anger in his eyes intensified.

“How long have you been with that guy? Have you slept together yet? Have you?”

Stella retorted, “Hey, you really have some nerve…”

What filthy words he spouted!

Stella didn’t hold back, aiming a kick at Yorick.

This time, Yorick dodged quickly, avoiding her attack.

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