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?"

responded with a

could she, with her heart

events after their

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

her

really," Stella replied

herself for his response, "Then why wrap such a thick scarf

loss for words, pouting

not

Stella's descent, instructed the

sullenly made her way to the dining room and took

towards Ronald still in the living room, "Aren't you going

"Later." "Okay."

wonder he was still

and walked towards the dining room, his tall frame, around six-foot-two, and

how much Ronald was adored by the ladies. However,

what became of them afterward remained a mystery

Ronald's gaze lingered on her,

you staring at me like

is your mouth so

blank, her pulse

Asking her