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 went

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

Yvonne snorted. "You're incorrigible."

marry anyone he slept with, then lose interest and bail. The guy changed wives like most people

shoulders. "So, spill. What are you really thinking, girl? When I saw you two at city hall, I thought

what's the deal? You never mentioned anything about Xander. Wasn't he head

That idiot? Like he could ever love someone.

But wasn't Stella his ex?

about this whole mess made sense. And to make things more ridiculous, Mrs. Quinn had posted all over Facebook about her "perfect daughter-in-law❞— Stella. People used to think Stella was just the Quinns' foster daughter, but now Mrs. Quinn kept talking

"Xander's just always competing with my brother. He's got this dark, twisted side. No way I'd let

and Julia exchanged a

one for the team? You're going to

to

forward.

"Revenge." Yvonne smirked.

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

sense. Three years ago, the Quinn family had been through hell, and her girlfriends had all rallied around her-offering money, contacts, whatever they could. They'd proven themselves real friends, unlike half the so-called