Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 883

Because Yvonne had just thrown up.

Xander was in no mood to be patient with Ronald anymore. But no matter what he said, Ronald just kept repeating the same thing: “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

And then—he just hung up.

Listening to the flat tone of the disconnected call, Xander stared at his phone in disbelief.

Seriously? He really didn’t know what Xander was talking about? And what was with hanging up so quickly?

Guilty conscience?

Had to be.

Just then, Shawn Schultz walked in and found Xander alone. “Dude, what’s with the face?”

Xander shot him a look that could freeze water.

“What did I do now?” Shawn protested, looking genuinely baffled.

Honest to God, Shawn had been walking on eggshells for weeks, trying not to say the wrong thing and set Xander off. Ever since a certain someone showed up, Xander’s moods had gotten weirder by the day.

Shawn couldn’t help thinking it.

Before Xander could say anything, Yvonne came out of the bathroom, her face still damp, clearly having just rinsed her mouth after being sick.

“You okay?” Xander asked, concern clear in his voice.

“I’m fine. Just feel like Jell-O. I need to lie down,” Yvonne replied, waving him off as she headed straight for the bedroom.

She was pale, probably from the nausea.

Shawn glanced at Xander. “What’s up with Yvonne?”

Of all the minefields surrounding Xander and Yvonne lately, mentioning Yvonne was about the only one Shawn could navigate safely.

Xander replied, “She’s fine. Probably just stressed out from running around looking for people. The pressure’s getting to her.”

Seriously, what was Ronald playing at? Xander and Yvonne were busting their butts for him, and he was busy scheming behind Yvonne’s back with Hull?

Come on.

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