Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 88

Ronald raised an eyebrow at her stillness, "What's up? Do I need to come over there and carry you?"

"I'm...I'm just not hungry, that's all."

Before she knew it, Ronald had risen from his chair and was striding towards her.

His long legs closed the distance before Stella's mind could even catch up, and in a swift motion, he scooped her up and headed for the dining room. Stella let out a little yelp, her cheeks flushing a bright red beneath her mask.

Oh, heavens!

"Put me down, I can walk on my own."

Ronald looked down, "Decided to listen now, have you? I thought these years outside had turned you completely rebellious, beyond taming."

At his words, Stella's face turned even redder.

Rebellious? Well, maybe leaving home for so many years did look like rebellion in the eyes of Ronald, and even Mom.

Without further ado, Ronald carried her to the dining table and seated her.

"Take off the mask."

This time, Stella didn't resist, quickly removing the mask from her face.

Sitting across from her, Ronald naturally noticed her swollen lips.

"What happened to your lips?"

memories from the night before for both

eyes deepened,

he

"I...I don't know."

he didn't remember anything about last night? The thought was terrifying. "You

on her grew more

mumbled, "Maybe it was a

awkward. Stella couldn't bring herself to meet Ronald's gaze. Looking

"Uh?"

Dislike?

did it feel like he wasn't just

meeting Ronald's gaze, yet finding no

stammered, and then quickly lowered her head

her face was as red

her, his eyes softening

finished her

and scurried off, looking

Pse she was fleeing

swnobelet

come in, caught a glimpse of Stella's flushed face as he passed her. He turned to Ronald, "What did you do

Ronald shot Finley a

weight of

"No, not really."

sip of

promptly sat

out to a