Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 811

Back in the day, Yvonne never hesitated to shove people away. If she was in a bad mood, she made it obvious—didn't want anyone near her? She'd push you off without a second thought.

But now, the way she was squirming in Xander's arms? It was so half-hearted that, to someone like Xander-who'd seen her throw punches over less-it really just felt like she was snuggling up to him.

Seriously, if you hadn't met the old Yvonne, you'd think she was as docile as a kitten right now.

Especially with the way she tried to insult him, all puffed up but with zero bite-like an angry little tabby that's lost its claws.

Truth be told, Yvonne had already blown up when she heard Xander say she was "playing hard to get." Now, with him teasing her about "cuddling," she was fuming.

"Who's cuddling with you? You smell like a gym bag-there's nothing to cuddle here!"

Her bristling, kitten-like outrage was actually pretty adorable.

Xander just chuckled. "See? Still denying it. You're totally cuddling."

He had her wrist in his hand, holding her effortlessly. That would never have happened with the Yvonne of old.

Yvonne tried to yank her arm back, but she was too weak. Just like Xander said, she looked fragile more like she wanted to say "no" but didn't really mean it.

eyebrows. It was like watching a couple bicker-flirt in

loudly. "Alright, alright, let's give these lovebirds some privacy. No point hanging around while

waved everyone toward the cars, grabbing Chloe by the shoulder and steering her away. "Don't worry-my brother's with her,

protest. "Wait, it's

wanted to explain that Yvonne was still feeling the after-effects of

finish, Yvonne, already boiling over from

drugged, you idiots! Can't

like a sledgehammer. The whole group

turned dangerous in

do we... uh,

prepping to book a private jet-this was Dan's turf, after all, and Shawn didn't think sticking around Litamark

down at the limp Yvonne in his arms and let out a low, humorless laugh. “Leave? We're not going anywhere.

"A

clicked-Xander wasn't running

the line this time. Of all the things he could've done, drugging Yvonne was basically poking a bear-witha stick made of

muttered. "Aren't we supposed to be looking for Susanna?

the mention of Susanna made