Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 165

Ronald stood at the doorway, hearing Stella groan about being tired, a barely perceptible smile flickering in the depths of his penetrating eyes.

He glanced at his wristwatch, "It's already nine o'clock, you sleepyhead."

Stella mumbled, "I'm really exhausted. Just want to sleep a bit more."

"I'm coming in."

Stella was speechless.

Why was he coming in?

Her voice turned frantic, "No, I'll be right up."

The moment Ronald mentioned stepping in, Stella's voice took on a hurried tone, and she quickly pulled up her collar, wrapping her neck more snugly. Ronald called out, "Hurry up, the breakfast's been reheated a couple of times already."

"Got it." Stella said, on the verge of tears.

She rummaged through her closet for a scarf but found it too small to cover up properly, so she opted for a chunky knit scarf instead.

Descending the stairs, she saw Ronald sitting on the couch, busy with work on his laptop.

At the sound of her approach, he looked up, noticing the dark circles under her eyes.

"Didn't sleep well?"

with

with her heart

after their drinks last

her, because if he had, he wouldn't even remember to

noticed her scarf, "Feeling

really," Stella replied

she braced herself for his response, "Then why

words, pouting after

If not for

instructed the servants to serve the

sullenly made her way to the dining room

in the living room, "Aren't you going

"Later." "Okay."

wonder he was

his laptop and walked towards the dining room, his tall frame, around six-foot-two, and his long legs were an impressive sight, enough

too well how much Ronald was adored by the ladies.

drug him, though what became of them afterward

her, Ronald's gaze lingered on her, causing Stella's heart to

you staring at

mouth so swollen?"

went blank,

really not remember anything? Asking