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 a

could she, with her heart racing

Ronald, who seemed oblivious to the events after their drinks last night. This thought made

hadn't taken advantage of her, because if he had, he wouldn't even remember to

her scarf,

Stella

herself for his response, "Then why

was at a loss for words, pouting

indeed? If not

Stella's descent, instructed the servants to serve the reheated

her way to the dining room and took a

looked towards Ronald still in the

"Later." "Okay."

wonder he was still

closed his laptop and walked towards the dining room, his tall frame, around six-foot-two, and his long legs were an impressive sight, enough to make anyone's

was adored

course, there were those who tried to drug him, though what became of them afterward remained a

on her, causing

staring at me

is your mouth so swollen?" Ronald

went blank, her

Asking her how her lips got like