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 subdued

could she, with her heart

after their drinks last night. This thought made Stella feel even more

because if he had, he wouldn't even remember

her

Stella replied

her words, she braced herself for his response, "Then why wrap such a thick scarf around your

for words, pouting after hearing what

If not for what

Stella's descent, instructed the servants to

way to the dining room

the

"Later." "Okay."

wonder he was still

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

Ronald was adored by the ladies. However, his aloof demeanor kept most at

were those who tried to drug him, though what became of them afterward remained a mystery as they never showed up

on her, causing Stella's

are you staring at me

is your mouth so swollen?"

blank, her

anything? Asking her how her