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

in Ronald's eyes deepened, and Stella's mouth twitched

knew he would

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

was because of his kisses. What if he didn't remember anything about last night? The thought

her grew more

"Maybe it was a

room a bit awkward. Stella couldn't bring herself to meet Ronald's gaze. Looking at her profoundly, Ronald asked again, "Did

"Uh?"

Dislike?

it feel like he

up, meeting Ronald's gaze, yet finding

and then quickly lowered her head to sip her

was as red

eyes

hurriedly finished her

and scurried off, looking

Pse she was fleeing

swnobelet

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

shot Finley a knowing

felt the weight of his gaze, his heart

"No, not really."

took a sip

promptly sat where Stella

out to