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?"

back memories from the night before for both

eyes deepened,

knew he would

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

of his kisses. What if he didn't

her

"Maybe it

a bit awkward. Stella couldn't bring herself to meet Ronald's

"Uh?"

Dislike?

feel like he wasn't

up, meeting Ronald's gaze, yet finding no clues in his

she stammered, and then quickly lowered her head

her, her face was

eyes softening with intense

finished

and scurried off, looking

Pse she was fleeing

swnobelet

flushed face as he passed her. He turned to Ronald, "What did you do to

Finley

of

"No, not really."

a sip of

promptly sat

out to a servant,