Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)
Chapter 43

Jaxon blamed, "Even if you wanted to confront Yorick, showing up uninvited to the Patels' bash is not the way to go." Truth be told, the absence of an invitation for Stella was at Jaxon's insistence.

Lately, she'd been causing a scene over Ursula's ordeal, and he didn't want her showing up at these high-profile events.

The mere mention of "to confront Yorick" drew a laugh from Stella, "Why on earth would I want to find him?"

"If you're not here for Yorick, then what's your purpose? And now you're panicking because Yorick has made it clear at the hospital today that he won't marry you?"

In Jaxon's eyes, Stella had simply taken her antics too far this time.

Who was Yorick? A minor tantrum might have been overlooked, but the chaos she'd caused in the last few days was too much. Publicly calling off their wedding, sending Tegan abroad - it was all too dramatic for Yorick to tolerate.

"I'll have you know, whatever was between you and Yorick is officially over. You've dug your own grave, so don't hold out any hope. Even our good words won't sway him now."

Stella raised an eyebrow, "As if you'd ever speak well of me."

Her words cut deep, revealing the absurdity of their assumptions. Despite the city buzzing with news of her canceling the wedding, they still believed she'd chase after Yorick.

Seeing her defiant stance, Jaxon's temper flared. "Just leave, Stella. You're embarrassing yourself dressed like that."

Yorick stepped forward, his gaze stern as he looked her over, his disdain barely concealed especially after seeing her attire.

"Leave right now. Since our wedding's off, you got what you wanted."

Stella remained silent.

"Stella, if I ever consider marrying you again, I must be out of my mind!"

Sirena, overhearing the conversation, approached in her high heels.

"Heard that, Stella? Mr. Quarry's done with you. Your dream of being the leading lady of Portis City's elite is over."

Stella gazed at Sirena. "That's exactly what I've been hoping for."

The title of leading lady in Portis City's elite circle was more of a nightmare than a dream.

Sirena's mocking laughter followed Stella's indifferent response, "Keep pretending you're above it all. Without the Quarry family or the Larkin family, you'll end up begging on the streets. Let's see how proud you'll be then." Susanna couldn't contain her anger.

"Who'll be begging? So what if without those families, do you think I'm damn invisible?"

Seeing how Susanna defended Stella, Sirena scoffed, "How long do you think you can protect her? By the way, so protective of her, Susanna, don't tell me you have a crush on her? That makes sense. Nowadays, it's not rare seeing male couples or female ones. But, even if you intend degeneration, choosing this kind of woman doesn't seem a decent bargain."

Susanna fumed, "You..."

Suddenly, a sharp slap landed on Sirena's face, even silencing Susanna's unfinished sentence.

It was Stella.

Originally, she begrudged talking with the fool Sirena, but hearing how Sirena hurled insults towards Susanna, she refused to tolerate any longer.

The slap sent the room in silence, everyone shocked that Stella dared to strike Sirena.

Sirena, hand on her cheek, looked at Stella in disbelief, "Are you insane? How dare you hit me?"

"I did it, so what?" Stella's voice tinged with contempt. "With the nonsense you spew, you should've been slapped multiple times and it won't be much." Jaxon, realizing Stella had actually slapped Sirena at such a gathering, was furious beyond words.