Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 663

Yvonne's side of the story.

She was surrounded by her closest girlfriends, laughter and chatter swirling around them. Aileen handed her a glass of wine, eyebrow raised. "So, you and Mr. Schultz actually went and got your marriage license?"

Yvonne took the glass, shot Aileen a look, and downed it in one go. "How'd you find out?"

"Julia was at the city hall today. Saw you and Xander there, yelling at each other while signing the papers. What the heck is going on with you two?"

Seriously, who gets their marriage license like that? Most people go to city hall all lovey-dovey, or at least acting all starry-eyed. Yvonne and Xander were practically ready to throw down in the courthouse.

Julia strolled in from the patio, grinning. “Told you she wasn't spending her wedding night like a newlywed, Aileen. You owe me dinner."

"After that scene at city hall? No way," Aileen scoffed.

Yvonne poured herself another drink. "So what were you doing at city hall anyway?"

"Helping my uncle file for divorce," Julia replied, grabbing the wine bottle for a swig.

uncle? You

rolled her eyes. "What? It's not weird. I've helped him divorce like seven times already.

Yvonne snorted. "You're incorrigible."

notorious-a real piece of work. He'd marry anyone he slept with, then

arm over her shoulders. "So, spill. What are you really thinking, girl? When I saw you

You never mentioned anything about Xander. Wasn't he

ever love someone. He's only ever wanted what he can't

his ex? And now

just the Quinns' foster daughter, but now Mrs. Quinn kept talking about her as the ideal daughter-in-law, especially after her midnight post: "No

this dark, twisted side. No way I'd let my little sister anywhere near

and Julia exchanged

one for the team? You're going to marry him

the type to suffer for a guy? I've got

leaned forward. "Which

"Revenge." Yvonne smirked.

choked on her wine. Julia's eyes went wide. "Wait, what? Revenge? You're marrying him

had been through hell, and her girlfriends had all rallied around her-offering money, contacts, whatever they could. They'd