Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

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?"

harsh lines to him, but now their news were the talk of

it

just between them two,

it public, someone else would've stirred

Ursula in

into her mouth, "If she's not the villain, why the

from two years ago only darkened his

incident. If

bite of cheesecake, Stella nodded,

couldn't help but

her in

unable to actually call off

tone a bit, "Ursula is just

merely gave him a frigid glance and stayed

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

the Larkin family's tactics against

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

rent at Silk-River Residences wasn't cheap. Stella's unit alone would set her back

"You should

"You..."

frustration deepened. Just as he was about to retort, his phone vibrated. Ursula

Stella's presence, he answered,

What was this?

for help had no right to be

upset Stella further, he unashamedly took