Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 197

Ronald effortlessly scooped Stella into his arms and made his way downstairs.

Glancing at her nightgown, he quickly offered her his jacket that had been resting on the sofa.

Stella wrapped herself in it, feeling the warmth Ronald had left behind.

"What's got you wandering downstairs this late?" Ronald inquired.

Stella hesitated, her stomach rumbling. She wanted to confess her hunger but was unsure of Ronald's stance on late-night snacks. He had always been strict about meal times and snacking habits. But she couldn't bear it any longer.

"I'm hungry," she admitted, her eyes pleading.

Ronald raised an eyebrow. "You had a pretty hearty dinner, though."

Despite having a full plate at dinner, Stella's wide, watery eyes were hard for Ronald to resist. They made him want to tease her.

"Really hungry?"

"Very," Stella nodded earnestly.

stand it any longer. "Maybe we should whip

the point where Idris wondered if

he said that, Ronald gave him

backed down, "Ms. Quinn is

her, Stella cast him a grateful glance, but that didn't escape Ronald's

conceded. "Alright, but

with a poorly planned diet, which had led to severe nutrient deficiencies. The thought of Stella going through something similar always loomed

anyway," Idris added, as if stating the

Stella's cheek. "Let's see

hurried off to request a bowl of beef chili from the kitchen staff. She noticed a few new faces among them but didn't

she returned, she caught Ronald and Idris mid-discussion about the

scoffed. "Thane's

the sick one? What's he

surprise, especially after hearing about the

Ronald's expression hardened.