Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath [Stella] (Chapters 591 to 600) – Daisy Novels 

Chapter 591

On the way to the courthouse.

Yvonne and Xander had started bickering in the car, and before long, it escalated into a full-blown tussle.

By the time they stepped out of the car, their clothes were a wrinkled mess.

And if that wasn’t enough, Xander had two noticeable scratch marks on his face and a couple more along his neck.

Kyle, seeing them in such disarray, couldn’t help but break into a nervous sweat. “Mr. Schultz, perhaps a change of clothes might be in order?”

Showing up like this to get a marriage license was bound to raise all sorts of questions from the staff inside.

In Ferrowland, the marriage laws were all about freedom.

Yet, looking at these two now, there wasn’t even a hint of freedom, more like they were about to start a bar fight in the courthouse.

Who on earth gets into a fight on the way to their own wedding? They hadn’t even tied the knot yet, and there were already signs of domestic upheaval.

Anyone in their right mind would think, “This marriage is doomed, right?”

Xander shot Yvonne a murderous glare, gingerly touching his stinging neck. The skin there felt like it was on fire.

Clearly, Yvonne had scratched him pretty good.

Not just his neck, but his face too, “You crazy woman, just wait. As soon as this is over, we’re getting a divorce.”

Damn it…

If it weren’t for the current situation, he wouldn’t touch Yvonne with a ten-foot pole. Let someone else deal with her… Yvonne crossed her arms defiantly. “Hmph, right after this, we’re done. Anyone who doesn’t want out is an idiot.” Xander’s heart and lungs felt like they were going to burst with rage.

He didn’t want to waste another word on her, so he strode straight into the building.

Yvonne followed closely behind…

Kyle watched them go and couldn’t help but wonder.

If they actually went through with this wedding, was Yvonne going to cause even more trouble for Mr. Schultz?

The two of them stormed inside with a blaze of fury.

At that moment, the courthouse was filled with couples waiting in line to get married, eyes brimming with anticipation, excitement, and happiness…

None of them had the look of wanting to rip each other to shreds like Yvonne and Xander did.

Kyle had already made prior arrangements here.

They went straight to the window. The clerk took one look at them and paused, bewildered.

Then, regaining her composure, she said, “This is the marriage window. Divorce proceedings are next door.”

With the way they looked, anyone would think they were here to split up, not tie the knot. It was definitely not what you’d expect from a couple getting married.

Xander declared, “We’re here to get married.”

The clerk: “…” Here to get married, looking like this?

She took in Xander’s scratched-up face, his neck, and their rumpled clothes. It was obvious they’d just had a spat before arriving…

Being this incompatibility, was there really any need to get married?

The clerk cleared her throat awkwardly. “Married… really?”

Was there something wrong with her hearing?

They were really here to get married…?

Yvonne huffed, “Yes, married.”

The clerk: “!!!”

This was unbelievable…

Before she could say anything, Yvonne added, “Do we need an appointment for a divorce?”

The clerk: “Huh?”

This wasn’t…

“Folks, this isn’t a playground for your games.”

Coming to get married like this was one for the books. Not even married yet, and already planning a divorce?

Yvonne’s gaze turned icy. “Who said anything about playing games? Do I look like I’m joking?”

The clerk: “…”

Actually, yes, you do.

Xander snapped, “Hurry up, we’ve got other things to do.”

His tone was dripping with impatient menace.

The clerk was completely flabbergasted.

She glanced between Xander and Yvonne, trying to figure out which one of them was being coerced.

But after a long, hard look, it was clear neither of them was a pushover.

“You’re really here to get married?”

Coming to get married looking like this was truly bizarre.

Yvonne retorted, “What? Do we not look like it?”

The clerk: “Honestly, not at all.”

Who gets married like this? Were they trying to lock each other down with vows?

This couldn’t be right, could it?

Usually, when a marriage is on the rocks, both parties are eager to escape.

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However, these two…

Yvonne rolled her eyes. “Alright, the world’s a big place, plenty of people around. Let’s hurry up, I need to get home to my sister.” Star had just come back, and she wanted to spend more time with her.

The clerk was taken aback, “Wait, you’re leaving because you need to find your sister? Is that really your excuse for being ‘busy’?”

The mere mention of ‘sister’ made Xander’s face turn a shade of green with frustration. He shot Yvonne a sharp glare.

The clerk tried to reason with her, “Listen, girl, I think you should calm down a bit. There’s a big power imbalance between men and women, and once you’re married, fights are a whole different ball game. You might not realize, but no department wants to handle those issues.”

He was hinting that Xander might have a tendency toward domestic violence.

Xander wasn’t stupid; he caught on right away. He turned to the clerk with an intense look, “Do I look like some kind of abusive jerk to you?” Clerk: “If I may be so bold: you do.”

“Hey, you—” Xander’s temper flared, and he stood up with a commanding presence.

Kyle, sensing the tension, quickly stepped in. “Mr. Schultz, let’s focus on the wedding first.”

The clerk wasn’t pleased with Xander’s demeanor and noticed security approaching from a distance. He threw his pen down in frustration. “Girl, just tell me, are you being forced into this marriage? I swear, if a woman doesn’t want it, no man can make it happen.”

“Just say the word, and I promise this wedding won’t happen today.”

Xander: “……

Yvonne: “..

Both looked at the clerk with admiration, someone who wasn’t intimidated by Xander was a rare find.

Xander was seething.

The clerk turned to him, “Don’t try to scare me. I’ve seen plenty of abusive men like you. There are countless single men in your situation who aren’t fit for marriage.”

Xander: “You say what?”

“Enough already, we’re here willingly. This is such a hassle.” Kyle quickly handed over Xander’s documents while signaling to Yvonne.

See? He always said the Quinn family had a knack for attracting trouble.

If Stella was a handful, Yvonne was even more so. Stella was practically raised in this environment.

The clerk didn’t reach for the documents, just eyed Xander.

Yvonne sighed and finally opened her bag to get her documents. “Thanks for your help.”

But just as she was about to hand over the documents, a hand reached from behind and snatched them away.

Yvonne: “…” Who was that?

She turned around to face a stranger’s stern face. She didn’t recognize the man, but he was flanked by two tough-looking guys.

Yvonne’s mind went blank… What was happening?

Xander’s eyes narrowed, his hand instinctively reaching for his waist. Kyle quickly stopped him, “Mr. Schultz.”

This wasn’t the place for a scene.

Kyle was unsure of the situation, but was genuinely worried Xander might act rashly.

Having been chased around the world by Ronald, Xander was full of pent-up frustration. Who were these people to provoke a lion nursing a grudge?

Joey glanced at the man holding her documents. “Who are you?”

She instinctively reached out to grab them back.

But the man simply flipped his wrist, keeping the documents out of her reach.

Yvonne: “Hey, who do you think you are?”

“Ms. Quinn, you roughed up our boss. You owe us an explanation,” the man said calmly, though his words were laced with menace.

Yvonne: “!!!”

An explanation? What explanation? What on earth was going on?

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A simple phrase, “Our boss got hit by you,” sent Yvonne’s mind racing. She immediately understood who Manny and his crew were.

When Xander heard it, he relaxed his grip, and Kyle let out a sigh of relief. He’d been genuinely worried that a fight might break out, which would have been bad news for him.

Xander crossed his arms and smirked at Yvonne, clearly relishing the unfolding drama. Yvonne scoffed, “What do you want, an apology?”

Manny, Dan’s right-hand man, removed his sunglasses, his expression icy. “Compensation,” he stated coldly.

Yvonne blinked, taken aback. Kyle echoed her confusion, “Compensation? For what?”

Yvonne couldn’t help but chuckle at the absurdity. She had knocked Dan out, and now they were asking for compensation? It sounded like a bad joke.

She shot a glare at Xander, “It was your stuff he stole. I only helped you get it back. Now they want compensation? Are you hearing this?”

Xander raised an eyebrow. “How do you propose we compensate?”

Yvonne shifted her attention to Manny, “Yeah, how exactly does that work?”

Manny replied, “Our boss will decide that. Ms. Quinn, would you care to join us for a chat?”

Kyle interjected, “Isn’t this a bit inappropriate? They’re about to get married.”

Xander’s eyes narrowed dangerously, “She’s not going anywhere with you.”

Manny’s face darkened. He was listening to something through his Bluetooth earpiece, and whatever it was, it wasn’t good news.

“Very well then, Ms. Quinn, it seems we have no choice but to insist,” Manny said, drawing a gun.

Yvonne, Xander, and Kyle froze.

This was escalating quickly. It seemed Manny’s group had decided to start trouble regardless of the consequences.

The scene erupted into chaos. Despite Xander’s presence, Manny’s team was formidable, and the situation quickly devolved into a fierce conflict. Yvonne cursed under her breath, frustrated by the whole ordeal. Both Xander and Dan were proving to be insufferable nuisances.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, Stella and Ronald were on their way back to Lugar Castle. Stella, having slept well the previous night, was on the phone with Susanna, discussing a rather pressing issue.

“I checked with my contacts. The former leader of Black Gate was indeed named Lacey, and she was recently taken back by the current leader. Whether she’s your mom, I can’t confirm yet,” Stella explained.

Susanna was anxious. “Hull said the same. Star, you have to help me find out.”

Stella reassured her, “I’ll do my best to get more information.”

Susanna’s anxiety was palpable, especially as she struggled to even get in touch with her mother.

Stella hung up and looked at Ronald, who gave her a comforting nod. “Don’t worry. Hull will handle it,” he said, ruffling her hair affectionately. Stella couldn’t help but worry about Susanna’s predicament, but she knew Hull was capable of managing the situation. Ronald’s confidence in Hull was unwavering.

“Will Hull really help her?” Stella asked, her concern evident.

“Absolutely,” Ronald replied without hesitation.

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Stella glanced at Ronald, her voice trailing off, “But Susie, she…”

Ronald cut her off with a wave of his hand. “Alright, what did you bring for Grandpa this time?”

He deftly shifted the conversation away from Susanna. Ronald knew that Hull would handle the Susanna situation; he was always good at reading Hull’s intentions. If they tried to intervene, Hull would likely be displeased.

“A teapot,” Stella replied with a sigh. “You know that.”

Ronald chuckled, knowing full well the finicky nature of the old man. “Will Grandpa even like what I got him?” Stell fretted, her brow furrowing at the thought.

Grandma was easy to please; she always seemed thrilled with whatever gift Stella brought. But Grandpa was a different story. He was notoriously picky, and he’d make it clear if he didn’t like something. Ronald himself had been on the receiving end of Grandpa’s blunt honesty before.

This time, Stella had returned from Portis City with gifts for everyone, each one carefully selected. Everyone was covered, except for the nagging worry that Grandpa might not appreciate his gift.

Ronald affectionately pinched her cheek, “Don’t worry. Grandpa will love it.”

“Really?” she asked, her voice hopeful.

Ronald nodded confidently. “Hasn’t he always liked what you’ve given him in the past?”

Stella paused, recalling past birthdays back in Ferrowland. Every year, Grandpa seemed genuinely pleased with her gifts.

“But do you think he’ll be mad at me for being away so long?” Stella wondered aloud, her concern shifting.

Ronald smirked. “Afraid of getting scolded now? You should’ve thought of that before staying away so long.”

Stella pouted, remaining silent, knowing full well the truth of his words.

But Ronald didn’t coddle her this time. “If he scolds you, just listen.”

Stella could only hope Grandpa wouldn’t be too harsh on her.

Lottie, before marrying Ronald’s father, had been an only child, doted on by her parents. They loved whatever she loved, and that affection extended to Stella, even though she wasn’t Lottie’s biological daughter. Thanks to Lottie and Ronald’s warm regard, her grandparents treated Stella like their own granddaughter.

Yvonne, too, adored Stella. They had spent time together at the Lugar Castle when Ronald was too busy to care for them. During that period, Grandma had been the epitome of kindness, although Grandpa had been strict with them both. He raised them as if they were his own grandchildren, even treating Stella and Yvonne like boys, with all the toughness that entailed. Yvonne could handle it, but Stella, more sensitive, would often end up in tears when Grandpa got stern.

The buzzing of Ronald’s phone interrupted Stella’s thoughts. He answered, “Hello?”

“Your sister’s been kidnapped,” Xander’s voice came through, laced with anger.

Ronald’s expression hardened. “What happened?”

“Dan’s people took her. You better go get her back yourself,” Xander spat.

Stella’s eyes widened at this revelation. Dan’s people had taken Yvonne?

Ronald’s gaze turned icy. “She left the Quinn family with you. You’re not taking responsibility?”

“I got attacked, too, Ronald! Let me tell you, this isn’t over,” Xander fumed. “I thought once Yvonne’s situation was sorted, we’d be square. But look at this mess!”

Ronald rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. Before he could respond, Xander hung up, leaving Ronald staring at the phone, his expression dark.

Stella asked anxiously, “So, Dan’s people really took my sister? Is she in danger?”

Ronald considered the situation. There was certainly potential for trouble. Recalling Idris’s investigation into Dan, Ronald’s eyes narrowed. “Did Xander also get beaten up by Dan’s guys?”

“Probably,” Ronald replied. Judging by Xander’s fury, it seemed likely.

In Ferrowland, where Xander held sway, getting attacked was indeed unusual, suggesting turbulent times ahead.

“That’s rare,” Stella mused. “In Ferrowland, Xander usually has a free pass. For someone to take him down, it’s kind of a big deal.”

Ronald didn’t reply, instead tousling Stella’s hair fondly. “I’ll take you to Grandma.”

“I want to come with you to find Yvonne,” Stella protested, her voice small.

Ronald’s offer to take her to Grandma made it clear he intended to handle the situation with Yvonne himself. Given Dan’s unpredictable nature, no one could guarantee Yvonne’s safety.

“No way,” Ronald said firmly.

Dan had been closely linked with Mervin Burton lately, a man of deep cunning. Ronald wouldn’t allow someone like that to linger in Ferrowland. Today, something had to be done.

His gaze softened slightly when he saw Stella’s pleading eyes. “Be good, okay?”

“But I’m scared of Grandpa,” Stella pleaded, playing on his sympathy.

Ronald reassured her, “Grandma really wants to see you. No matter how mad Grandpa gets, Grandma will protect you.”

And really, how mad could the old man get, anyway?

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The Lugar family’s castle loomed ahead, a grand and imposing structure nestled amidst rolling hills. As they approached, Ronald tried to reassure Stella about their visit. With a gentle, coaxing tone, he finally convinced her not to accompany him to find her elder sister, Yvonne.

Once the car pulled to a stop, Idris, their loyal chauffeur, gracefully opened the door for Stella. “Miss,” he said with a respectful nod.

Stella gave Ronald a hopeful look, her eyes wide with hesitation. She still wanted to go with him to see Yvonne, but her grandpa could be quite intimidating.

Ronald, with a playful smile, affectionately pinched her cheek. “You’ll be fine, sweetheart.”

“Alright, I guess I’m off then,” Stella replied, her voice tinged with reluctance.

“Go on,” Ronald encouraged, nodding reassuringly.

With a little hesitation, Stella finally stepped out of the car.

The Lugar family’s butler, having been informed of their arrival, was already waiting at the grand entrance. As Stella approached, he greeted her with a formal bow. “Miss, welcome.”

Stella nodded in acknowledgment.

The butler glanced at the departing car. “Master Ronald isn’t joining us? The lady of the house has had the kitchen prepare a feast of your favorite dishes.”

Stella sighed, “Something came up with Yvonne. Let’s head inside.”

The butler nodded in understanding and led Stella inside, with a retinue of house staff following respectfully behind.

Back in the car, Idris glanced at Ronald. “Miss Stella seems quite apprehensive about seeing Mr. Levi.”

Recalling her anxious expression, Ronald couldn’t help but chuckle affectionately. “He won’t bite.”

Stella needed this visit, especially after being away for the past few years. Her grandpa, Mr. Levi, was stern but fair. Even with Ronald present, Stella would still have to answer for her actions.

Idris nodded silently, understanding the old man’s stern demeanor masked a deep love for his family. Still, Stella’s three-year absence was not something that would go unnoticed without a proper explanation.

…

Inside the castle, Stella could hear her grandma gently reminding Mr. Levi, “Lottie called earlier; she mentioned that Star is expecting. Please, go easy on her.”

Stella’s heart skipped a beat. Her mom’s call might not soften him much.

Mr. Levi’s stern voice echoed through the hall, “Hmph, if kids aren’t raised right, who knows what trouble they’ll get into.”

Stella couldn’t help but notice Ronald’s resemblance to Mr. Levi, both in features and commanding presence. Ronald often joked about inheriting his charisma from his grandpa.

Grandma tried to interject, “Now, Levi…”

But Mr. Levi cut her off, still gruff, “Three years without a word. What kind of independence is that?”

Stella winced at the familiar topic of her leaving home. No matter the reasons, three years was a long time, and forgiveness wouldn’t come easily. Standing awkwardly at the entrance, Stella shot the butler a pleading look.

With a gentle smile, he whispered, “Mr. Levi has been quite upset over the years.”

Who wouldn’t be? Their cherished granddaughter had vanished.

Stella pouted silently, feeling the weight of her choices.

Grandma tried again, “Yes, but now’s the time to guide her. She’s grown up and expecting a child.”

Mr. Levi huffed, “This is independence? Sounds more like she’s still in her rebellious phase.”

Grandma wanted to advocate for Stella, but her words seemed to rile Mr. Levi even further. Stella’s heart thudded. This wasn’t going to be easy.

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The butler tried to reassure her, “You know, the old man’s just worried about you. He cares, that’s all.”

Everyone had been looking for her all these years. The longer they couldn’t find her, the more anxious they became.

Old Mrs. Lugar, Lydia, chimed in, “Alright, alright, she’s back now. Let’s not scare her off again.”

“Hmph,” grumbled Levi.

Lydia was concerned that if he kept talking, he might scare Stella. In her mind, Stella was quite timid. If she got frightened again…

Levi sternly asked, “Whose baby is she carrying?”

“I’m telling you, if she’s come back with someone else’s child, she can forget about dinner.”

Talking about pregnancies just seemed to fuel his irritation.

Lydia quickly added, “Lottie said it’s Ronald’s.”

Levi’s demeanor instantly softened, “Oh, well, that’s alright then.”

Stella remained silent.

Once he heard it was Ronald’s, Levi’s anger subsided, and his expression relaxed.

“That’s better. Seems like the girl hasn’t gone completely off the rails.”

Lydia remained silent, rolling her eyes at her husband’s change of heart.

Stella peeked her little head out from the hallway, her eyes searching for Lydia.

That morning, Ronald had styled her hair into a neat little bun. With her head peeking out like that, she looked utterly adorable.

Facing the door, Lydia was the first to notice Stella. She paused, then smiled warmly, “Star?”

Levi turned around at the sound of her voice.

Though he had been quite angry, seeing Stella’s small head with her bangs held up by a pink barrette melted his heart.

Stella sweetly called out, “Nana, Grandpa.”

Her soft, sweet voice was enough to melt anyone’s heart.

Lydia responded with a delighted “Oh!” and hurried over, the grace of her floral dress trailing behind her.

“When did you get here, darling?” she asked, pulling Stella’s small hand into her own. “And why are you alone? Where’s Ronald?” Weren’t they supposed to come together?

Stella replied, “Something came up with my sister, so he went to handle it.”

“Still calling him brother?” Lydia teased affectionately.

Stella bit her lip, looking down, saying nothing.

Lydia continued, “You know, you can’t call him that anymore, right?”

Stella lowered her head further, mumbling, “I’m just used to it.”

“Well, you’ll have to change that habit. He’s soon going to be your husband,” Lydia advised kindly.

Stella and Ronald hadn’t even returned to Portis City yet, but Lottie was already planning the wedding.

For both the Quinn family and the Lugar family, their status in Ferrowland didn’t rely on arranged marriages to strengthen their standing.

Stella had been raised under the guidance of both families since she was little.

Initially, they may not have had any specific intentions, but as Stella grew, her dependence on Ronald and his feelings for her became clear to all the elders.

So eventually, the way they guided her shifted.

Originally treated like any child, she was later raised to be the future matriarch of the Quinn family.

Hearing Lydia’s words, Stella murmured, “I know, Nana.”

“You’re such a darling. But remember, no matter how strong a woman is, it’s okay to show some softness with her husband,” Lydia reassured her. They had looked into her life in Portis City once Ronald found her, and they were pleased. She was tough and never let anyone take advantage of her, which was exactly the direction they’d hoped for.

When Lydia felt how cold Stella’s hands were, she couldn’t help but exclaim, “Why are your hands so cold? Ronald should’ve made sure you wore more layers. You can’t afford to catch a cold now.”

During pregnancy, catching a cold could mean avoiding many medications, and that would be tough.

Stella replied, “I’m wearing enough.”

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After three long years of running, Stella knew she was in for a stern talking-to.

Levi stared at her, his eyes burning with a mix of anger and concern, as if he could chew her out just with his gaze alone.

Everyone had been worried sick about her all those years she was away, scared she’d run into trouble.

Even though they later found out that she held her own against the folks in Portis City, the anxiety had gnawed at their hearts.

Facing her grandfather’s icy stare, Stella quickly averted her eyes. “Grandpa, I know I messed up.”

He huffed, “Hiding away, were you? Scared of just one Xander? Where’s your backbone?”

Stella stayed silent, but it hadn’t been just Xander’s trouble she was dealing with. There were forces lurking, eyeing the Quinn family like wolves.

With Ronald just one distraction away from disaster, she’d been genuinely terrified.

Levi snorted, “What’s the last name of that family in Portis City?”

“Larkin,” she ventured.

“Not them,” he snapped, glaring. The Larkins were nothing.

The way they had treated Stella was appalling, and if any child they taught turned out that way, it was a collective failure.

“The Quarry family?” Stella tried again.

“Exactly,” Levi’s voice was sharp. “If his precious one hadn’t come back, you wouldn’t have really married him, would you?”

Just thinking about how close the wedding had been made Levi’s chest tighten with anger.

Stella mumbled, “She’d come back.”

Levi raised an eyebrow. “And how do you know that?”

“She can’t stand seeing me happy.”

Lydia, who had been listening quietly, exclaimed, “What?”

Levi was speechless. Was that really the explanation she was giving them?

But Stella was telling the truth. She’d been sure Ursula would dash back to Portis City to stop the wedding.

Even if Ursula hadn’t made it, Stella had backup plans. She’d ensured the tide of public opinion turned against the Quarrys and the Larkins. During that time, all the gossip and scandal had drowned Ursula and Yorick, leaving Stella’s name unscathed.

She’d played her cards perfectly.

“Then why’d you try on the wedding dress?” Levi demanded.

To him and Lydia, trying on a wedding dress meant she had feelings for that blond-haired Quarry boy, which was intolerable.

Lydia chimed in, “Yeah, Star, why did you try on the dress? Explain it to us.”

The moment Yorick and the wedding dress were mentioned, Lydia’s demeanor turned serious.

Stella pouted, “The dress was designed by my Sister. I just wanted to try it on.”

Stuck far from home in Portis City, unable to return, she couldn’t resist trying on Yvonne’s creation, feeling a connection to family. Levi’s eyes widened. “Yvonne?”

“Yeah, Yvonne designed it. I just wanted to see how it looked,” Stella explained.

Why did everyone assume she tried it on for Yorick?

With the wedding a week away, anyone would think so.

Lydia and Levi exchanged a glance. “Not for that blond guy?”

Stella quickly denied, “No, no way.”

Yorick wasn’t even blond.

The thought still made her angry. She’d torn the dress to shreds in a fit of rage when Ursula was mentioned and hadn’t even asked for compensation.

Since that car accident, her disdain for Ursula was deep-seated and vicious.

Hearing Stella’s explanation, her Grandparents seemed a bit relieved.

“Fine. But if I find out otherwise, you’re in big trouble,” Lydia warned.

Levi added sternly, “No lying.”

“It’s the truth,” Stella insisted.

Honestly, with Yorick being such a goofball, only Ursula would want to put on a wedding dress for him.

Now, who in Portis City would want to marry him?

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After much persuasion, Levi finally came around.

Yet, with a characteristic huff, he said, “Try to run again, and I’ll break your legs.”

Stella blinked in surprise.

That line sounded just like something Ronald would say.

Well, considering how much time Ronald spent with Levi, it wouldn’t be far-fetched to say Levi practically raised him. It was no wonder Ronald had picked up some of Levi’s traits.

“Alright, alright, don’t scare my Star,” Lydia gently pulled Stella to sit beside her.

Levi remained silent, the interrogation seemingly over.

With a warm, caring smile, Lydia asked Stella, “Is it tough being pregnant? I hear it’s not easy for women.”

Stella replied, “It’s not too bad, Grandma.”

In truth, it was a struggle. Lately, she couldn’t keep anything down. Foods she once adored now made her stomach churn at the mere sight. Even the most ordinary things would suddenly seem repulsive.

But she didn’t want Grandma to worry, so she kept those thoughts to herself.

Meanwhile, at the hospital.

Yvonne sat with a stony expression on a chair next to the hospital bed, her face marked with bruises. Dan, the jerk, really knew how to throw a punch.

The earlier scene was a mess, and even Xander got caught in the fray a few times. Dan had sent his best to retrieve her, and they were the cream of the crop.

Dan sat on the bed, a bowl in hand, silently sipping his oatmeal. He hadn’t uttered a word since Yvonne arrived, and she was growing impatient. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, Yvonne lunged forward and knocked the bowl from his hands.

With a loud crash, the bowl overturned onto Dan’s chest, spilling the remaining oatmeal onto his shirt and the sheets.

Dan shot Yvonne a frosty glare, his eyes glinting with cold fury.

Yvonne, unfazed, brushed the mess off her hands. “Eat, eat, eat. That’s all you do. What, isn’t my time valuable? Must I wait for you to finish? How important do you think you are?”

Thinking of the chaos Dan had caused in Sands City, Yvonne’s anger surged.

What a jerk…

And he wanted her to compensate him? Ha, does he even have the right to ask?

Sitting back in her chair, Yvonne adjusted her wrinkled clothes. “Spill it, how are you going to make up for this?”

She was direct. If compensation was due, she wanted it now. No silent brooding.

If the terms were favorable, maybe she’d consider it. Otherwise, if it upset her…

She’d make sure he regretted it, possibly sending him on his way to meet his maker.

Her casual yet indifferent demeanor only made Dan’s eyes grow colder, a smirk playing on his lips. “Impatient, are we?”

Yvonne rolled her eyes. “Try having your wedding plans interrupted like this and see how patient you’d be.”

At the mention of “wedding,” Dan’s already icy gaze turned glacial.

He let out a harsh laugh. “Wedding? Are you really going to marry Xander?”

His tone was icy, laced with dangerous inquiry.

Yes, Dan’s voice carried a hint of perilous questioning.

Yvonne raised an eyebrow, “What? Did you think I’d wait around for you forever?”

Her response was sharp, leaving Dan speechless.

Dan’s expression darkened further.

Before he could respond, Yvonne continued, “Or tell me, how many women in this world wait for a man forever? And is any man even worth it?” No one was, honestly.

‘Is he even worth it?’ Those words were laden with sarcasm, which might have been directed more at herself than at Dan.

Perhaps she was mocking herself more than anything…

Dan’s expression faltered at her words.

He stared at Yvonne, silent.

Yvonne met his icy gaze head-on. “What? You don’t seem like someone with amnesia to me.”

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She was on her way to the City Hall to marry Xander when suddenly, Dan’s people forcibly took her away.

This didn’t seem like the behavior of someone claiming to have amnesia.

“People close to me say that five years ago, you were head over heels for me,” Dan remarked, looking at Yvonne.

Yvonne just rolled her eyes. “Head over heels for you? Weren’t you the same way about me back then?”

Now that she thought about it, it seemed like a big, fat lie.

Tilting her head slightly, she smirked, “Oh really? And what’s that supposed to mean? Five years ago…?”

Mentioning five years ago made Yvonne’s face turn cold. Memories flooded her mind, especially the ones from her recent trip to Miami.

The image of him whispering sweet nothings to another woman was still fresh. The woman’s gentle smile was like a punch to Yvonne’s gut.

It only confirmed her belief that everything between her and Dan five years ago was a complete joke.

Dan bringing up the past only deepened the chill in Yvonne’s eyes.

They locked eyes, both pairs as icy as the Arctic.

“Until we figure this out, you can’t marry Xander,” Dan declared.

Yvonne scoffed, “Listen to you? Who do you think you are?”

Not until they figured it out? Who gave him the authority to decide?

Dan’s face hardened at her disdainful tone.

Yvonne continued, “If I recall correctly, aren’t you set to marry Aira Wilson soon?”

The exact date slipped her mind, but she had overheard in Miami that it was just a month away.

“Your wedding is imminent. What is there left to figure out?”

“Or why even bother?”

The nerve of him, talking about figuring things out at this point.

Rumor had it in Miami that Dan and Aira were genuinely in love, their relationship spanning five years…..

Five years, meaning he had started seeing her right after leaving New York.

Dan’s face darkened further at the mention of Aira.

“Regardless, you can’t marry Xander right now. Just give it a week to sort everything out.”

Yvonne just stared at him, incredulous. “A week? You think a week is enough to unravel what happened five years ago?”

“And then what?” she asked with a chuckle.

Figure it out, and then what?

“Your relationship with Aira isn’t just about love; it’s tied to family interests, isn’t it?”

Five years… What kind of relationship was that?

No one could understand how Yvonne felt when she first heard about Dan and Aira’s five-year romance.

Two people in love for that long- anything could have happened.

And now he wanted to dig up the past? To what end?

“Are you seriously claiming amnesia?” Yvonne raised an eyebrow at Dan, questioning the credibility of his memory loss. Initially, she didn’t buy it. His memory just conveniently faltering? More likely, he’d go senile.

Dan’s expression only grew sterner at her skepticism.

“You’ll stay with me this week,” he commanded coldly.

Yvonne shot back, “Not a chance.”

He was about to marry someone else, and he expected her to stay by his side for a week? The gossip would never end.

Men, she thought bitterly, were always so selfish.

Seeing her reluctance, Dan’s tone turned even more authoritarian, “This isn’t up to you.”

“Is it up to me then?” came a voice from the doorway.

Ronald stood there, exuding an aura of power and authority. Behind him were Dan’s men, the same ones who had caused a ruckus at the City Hall and forcibly brought Yvonne here.

Yet, here they were, subdued and pinned to the ground by Ronald’s men, who had clearly outmatched them.

Chapter 600

Ronald slowly opened his eyes, casting a quick glance at Dan before shifting his gaze to Yvonne, who was standing by the bed.
“Come here.”
His voice was authoritative, leaving no room for argument.
Yvonne instinctively stood up and hurried over to Ronald. He was her brother, after all.
Xander, the poor guy, always seemed to be getting himself into trouble. But her brother? Nobody dared mess with him. In all of Ferrowland, people would think twice before crossing his path.
Yvonne stood behind Ronald.
Dan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Before Dan could say anything, Ronald spoke, his voice cold but with an edge of mockery, “The Wilson family’s alliance is quite important to you, isn’t it?”
Dan’s expression darkened further.
Ronald continued, “If you don’t want it all to fall apart, leave Yvonne alone.”
With that ominous warning, Ronald turned and left with Yvonne, his presence radiating an unsettling aura.
Dan, sitting on the bed, clenched his fists, his eyes filled with a dangerous glint.
Once they were gone, Manny stumbled into the room, looking disheveled. “Boss, Mr. Quinn showed up so suddenly, we…” “Enough.”
Seeing his top man beaten like this, Dan’s entire demeanor was icy.
Manny was taken aback. “Mr. Quinn’s people are really something. I was taken down in two moves.”
Noticing Dan’s foul mood, Manny hesitated before adding, “Boss, all the troubles we’ve been facing lately… could it be related to Mr. Quinn?” Ferrowland’s Mr. Quinn had quite the reputation. Considering everything that had happened recently, it seemed plausible that Mr. Quinn was making things difficult for them because of his sister.
Dan pondered, “For his sister?”
Manny replied, “Rumor has it Mr. Quinn is fiercely protective. And five years ago, you and Ms. Quinn…”
Manny trailed off, unsure of the details since he hadn’t been with Dan back then. But from what he heard, there had been something between Dan and Yvonne. Dan, however, had lost all memories of that time, and his father had forbidden anyone from bringing up Ferrowland.
And ever since, any dealings with the Quinn family had been less than pleasant.
“Not only is Mr. Quinn protective,” Manny continued, “but Mrs. Lugar dotes on her daughters. The Larkin family’s recent downfall in Portis City is said to be her doing.”
In short, one was a sister’s guardian, the other a devoted mother. The obstacles they faced might not just be Ronald’s doing. Lottie might be involved too…
In the car, Ronald received a call from Stella.
She excitedly shared that she had won over their grandparents.
Ronald listened patiently, then replied indulgently, “They adore you, Stella. They wouldn’t make things difficult for you.”
Stella was the kind of girl who was cherished by the elders.
To Ronald, their grandparents showed Stella more affection than even Yvonne.
Stella sighed, “Grandpa seemed unimpressed with the gift I brought. I guess I didn’t pick the right one again.”
Her complaint was light-hearted, without any real frustration.
Ronald chuckled, “There’s nothing that truly impresses him.”
After all, over the years, who hadn’t grandpa turned his nose up at?
Stella asked, “What about sis? Have you found her yet? When will you be back?”
“Do you miss me?”
Stella teased, “Who said anything about missing you, hmph?”
“Then, should I stay away? Let you play with grandma by yourself?”
“No way.”
Stella sounded panicked.
She didn’t want to be left with Grandma, who would inevitably try to teach her crafts she couldn’t master, only to be scolded for not getting them right.
Hearing her immediate ‘no,’ Ronald could easily picture her flustered face even over the phone.
He laughed softly, “I thought you didn’t miss me?”
“Fine, I do, a lot. Happy now?”
He always knew how to make her say what he wanted to hear.

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