Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 8

Yorick stormed into the car, his face a mask of fury.

Orion caught a glimpse of him through the rearview mirror, “So, did Ms. Quinn cool down yet?”

Clearly, to everyone, Stella was just throwing a tantrum, pushing Yorick to send Ursula packing once again.

Yorick massaged his temples, clearly agitated, “Cool down? As if it’s that easy.”

Orion couldn’t help but agree silently.

Ursula’s sudden return had taken everyone by surprise, with no one bothering to inform her in advance.

“Is she serious about calling off the wedding?”

Yorick went silent.

Serious?

Remembering moments when they were together during these two years, Yorick let out a bitter laugh, “What do you think?”

He didn’t believe at all she could really let go.

Orion thought, “Seems unlikely.”

After all, the Larkins couldn’t stand her. Marrying Yorick seemed her only way out. Besides, she had invested a lot of emotions in Yorick over the past two years.

Thinking this, Orion felt Stella was merely acting out, although she might have taken it a bit too far.

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At the Silk-River Residences.

Stella stared at the pile of items before her, her head throbbing at the thought of the card mix-up.

She had a foreboding feeling: a storm was brewing.

She decided not to dwell on it. After a day of trying on wedding dresses and shopping with Susanna, her legs were killing her.