Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 627

Ronald picked out a pale blue dress for Stella that evening-the same shade as his own tie. He liked the idea of them matching, subtle but sweet.

As they stepped out of the lounge, they heard raised voices down the hall.

Xander and Yvonne, arguing. Again.

Just a moment ago, it seemed like they'd finally settled their squabble about money. But here they were, at it again.

Ronald and Stella paused to listen. It sounded like Xander had accused Yvonne of being fake? Which was ridiculous-Yvonne had been quietly volunteering and giving to charity for years.

But now, with Xander's words out in the open, things escalated fast. Not just yelling-Yvonne actually lunged at him.

"You're such an ass, Xander! Can't you use your brain before you speak? I ought to just knock some sense into you."

She made a grab for him, but Xander was quick. He grabbed her by the waist, which clearly crossed a line.

"Hey! Hands off, you jerk!" Yvonne spat, twisting out of his grip and swinging at him.

Most women, Xander thought darkly, would melt if he touched them like that. But Yvonne? She turned into a tornado.

Like I even want to touch you. You

really? Then don't touch me!

smack him again. Xander felt

woman on earth. Good luck finding anyone who does-you'll die alone at

Harsh. Maybe too harsh.

up alone for life? That

of a

you've got the charm of a wet cardboard box. Go ask

If she didn't claw his

itching to intervene, but Ronald gently

away from his grasp. "Why'd you drag me

need help,"

Yvonne could handle herself with

a grudge against Xander for keeping her and Ronald apart all those years. So, to her, anything Xander did was

handful-especially Xander's stepmom.

Schultzes try, your sister's not falling for

Yvonne wouldn't let anyone walk all

Yvonne wouldn't be easy prey. Whatever tricks

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