Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 620

“But that’s just the truth!”

There was a sudden note of frustration in Susanna’s voice.

Honestly, she felt totally out of control around Hull—like her body and her mouth just had a mind of their own.

Every time something happened, and she’d blurt something out, she’d just freeze up in shock right after.

Stella said, “Okay, then just tell me straight—do you actually like Hull or not?”

“Honestly? I’m too scared to even like him.”

Susanna repeated what she’d said before, feeling even more lost than ever under Stella’s questioning.

God knows, that whole “marry you” thing hadn’t come out of real feelings for Hull.

Even now, Susanna couldn’t figure out why she’d said something so dramatic out of nowhere.

Just as those words left her mouth, the bedroom door clicked open.

Hull’s face was unreadable.

But the moment Susanna looked up and met his icy blue eyes—eyes as cold as a frozen lake—her heart started pounding.

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Meanwhile, Stella’s call with Susanna suddenly cut off.

She called out “Hello? Hello?” into the phone, but there was no answer.

That’s when Yvonne walked in from the hallway.

She saw Stella and gave her a look. “Calling your bestie from Portland again?”

The jealousy in her voice was unmistakable, like the air just got a little green with envy.

Stella just shrugged.

Yvonne snorted, “You really should tell her to stop calling so much. Ronald’s gonna get the wrong idea if this keeps up.”

Seriously, what kind of woman calls another woman this many times a day?

Wait a minute… “Don’t tell me your friend’s got a crush on my brother or something.”

Stella had been thinking Ronald didn’t care, but clearly, Yvonne was not amused.

She’d already blocked the last number, but clearly Dan was nothing if not persistent.

Stella heard her call someone a “jerk” and nearly choked. She hadn’t even considered Dan—it sounded more like something Dan’s fiancée, that Aira girl, would say.

After all, women in catfights always went for the jugular.

But then she heard a man’s voice on the other end, teeth clenched. “Seriously, what is wrong with your mouth? Maybe I should just come over and rip it off.”

Honestly, what kind of guy could just swallow that kind of insult and walk away? Dan clearly wasn’t that guy.

Stella was dumbfounded. People actually talked to men like that?

If she’d known, she’d have said way worse to Yorick Quarry.

She’d always thought those words were reserved for women, but apparently, they worked just as well on men.

And judging by the look on Yvonne’s face, it was pretty effective.

Yvonne let out a short laugh. “Rip my mouth off? Good luck with that. Maybe focus on getting out of the hospital first.”

She smirked. “After the beating you took, you really think you’re in any shape to threaten anyone? Maybe go check a mirror and see what you look like before you talk tough.”