Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)

Xander's barging into the room aggressively had caught Yvonne momentarily off guard. For a brief moment, she even felt a twinge of panic and hesitation at his sudden outburst.

But now, with things escalating so fast, the situation spiraled out of control— Xander had successfully set Yvonne off.

"Xander, you bastard."

Before he mentioned Dan marrying another woman, Yvonne was still somewhat rational. After all, everyone in Ferrowland knew how she had nearly lost her sanity when Dan suddenly passed away.

Dan, getting married to someone else? That was already a nerve-wracking trigger for her. And at the moment, the mention of Dan was like a match to gasoline for Yvonne's already frayed nerves.

"Want to fight? Fine, I'm in."

Before this, Yvonne had been trying to keep her cool, partly for Stella's sake. But Xander's revelation snapped the last thread of her composure. She turned and stormed to her bedside drawer, yanking it open to grab the item she always kept there for emergencies.

"Want to die here, do you?" she yelled, brandishing her weapon at Xander like a madwoman. "Fine, I'll make it happen!"

Xander's face shifted drastically.

"Yvonne, you crazy woman!" he shouted, diving to the side. A loud bang echoed as a bullet tore through the couch cushion, triggering the estate's security alarms.

Stella stood frozen, her mind struggling to process the chaos.

Meanwhile, Xander and Yvonne had launched into a full-blown brawl. Xander managed to kick the weapon from Yvonne's hand, and they engaged in a furious struggle.

"Xander and Yvonne are both hotheads," Stella thought, her heart racing as the room turned into a battlefield. Objects flew and shattered around them.

When Xander finally managed to throw Yvonne off him, Stella snapped. She grabbed a nearby vase and hurled it at Xander's head. The vase shattered on impact, leaving Xander momentarily stunned.

He turned to Stella, his eyes blazing with anger as he clenched his jaw. "Stella, you damn traitor."

Being hit by Stella only fueled his rage. He hadn't even settled his scores with her and Ronald yet, and now she dared to attack him?

Xander reached out, ready to grab her. But Yvonne, having picked herself up, tackled him around the waist "You lay a finger on Star, and I swear-three years ago isn't forgotten, you bastard!"

"Yvonne, let go!" Xander growled, trying to shake her off.

Stella grabbed a photo frame and aimed for Xander's head again. This time, he dodged, wrestling Yvonne's grip loose as both of them tumbled onto the bed.

Yvonne shrieked as Xander landed on top of her. "Ahh!"

Her rage flared even more the moment she noticed their position. "What the heck! You're heavy as hell. Get off me, you big oaf!"

By the time Ronald and Lottie burst

into the room, the place looked like a war zone. A couple of security guards had arrived, and Stella stood by the bed, clutching the photo frame, one guard protectively in front of her.

And on the bed...noveldrama

Yvonne's gaze flickered downward, her breathing quickened. her fury skyrocketed. "Where the hell do you think your hand is, Xander?! Get it off me, you damn idiot!"

At her furious outburst drew all eyes to Xander's hands, and a collective gasp filled the room as people registered the awkward position.

Ronald's eyes narrowed. He stormed over and hauled Xander off Yvonne.

"Get your damn hands off me!" Xander snapped as he shook off Ronald's hands.

After the misunderstandings had been cleared up with Lottie, Xander felt emboldened in the Quinn household. His disdain for Ronald was barely concealed.

"Come with me," Ronald ordered, his voice cold and threatening.

Xander shot a glare at Yvonne, who was still sprawled on the bed. He intended to shoot back with a

defiant "No", but thought better et

of

mouthing off to Ronald. Instead, he followed with a begrudging huff, leaving a tense silence in his wake.