Chapter 7

Yorick marched straight to the sofa and plopped down, itching for a smoke.

No sooner had he fished out a cigarette from the pack than Stella swooped in, snatching it away and tossing it into the trash. Yorick's face darkened, "What the heck?"

When had he ever been treated like this? Back when he was with Ursula, she wouldn't utter a peep, no matter what he did. Stella stated, "I can't stand the smell of smoke."

Yorick was speechless.

This woman!

Fine, he wouldn't smoke.

Yorick bit back his anger, his mind drifting to the morning's trending gossip that nearly crashed his family's phone lines.

"Was it Susanna who spread today's news?"

He couldn't believe she actually wanted to call off their wedding. Was she overreacting?

Stella didn't reply, heading to the fridge instead to grab a slice of cheesecake.

Lunch had been a light affair, followed by a shopping spree with Susanna for two hours.

Seeing Stella ignore him completely drove Yorick up the wall.

"A wedding is supposed to be about us. Why turn it into a public spectacle?"

she hurled some harsh lines to him, but now their news were the talk

it

between them two, things

cold look, adding, "Either way, if I hadn't made it public, someone else would've stirred the

Ursula

chuckled, spooning cheesecake into her mouth, "If she's not the villain, why the rush to send her packing two

the events from two years ago only

about that incident. If Ursula hadn't left, you would've really

bite of

those moments, he couldn't help but feel a surge of disdain for

drama had landed her in her

he felt stuck, unable to actually call

a bit, "Ursula is just ill. Once she recovers,

merely gave him a frigid glance and

get away with this forever. You're only making things

too well the Larkin family's tactics against Stella.

long is the lease on this place? When's the rent

rent at Silk-River Residences wasn't cheap. Stella's unit alone would set her back one thousand at least. By bringing this up at the moment, Yorick was reminding Stella that she wasn't in a position to be

responded, "You should

"You..."

frustration deepened. Just as he was about to retort,

presence, he

What was this?

marriage asking for help had no right

he unashamedly took this call from another woman right in

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