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

her heart racing

oblivious to the events after their drinks last night. This

taken advantage of her, because if

noticed her scarf,

really," Stella

words, she braced herself for his response, "Then why wrap such

at a loss for words, pouting after

indeed? If not for what

the servants to

sullenly made her way to the dining room

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

"Later." "Okay."

he was still

the dining room, his tall frame, around six-foot-two, and his long legs were

Stella knew all too well how much Ronald was adored by the ladies. However, his aloof demeanor kept most at

to drug him, though what became of them afterward remained a mystery as

her, causing

are you staring at me like

mouth so swollen?"

went blank,

Asking her how