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.

we should whip up a little something in

the point where Idris wondered if Stella had ever had

expected, when he said that, Ronald

down, "Ms. Quinn is really

him a grateful glance,

conceded. "Alright, but no

recalled Yvonne's ordeal with a poorly planned diet, which had led to severe nutrient deficiencies. The

if stating the obvious. Stella had always maintained

cheek. "Let's see

Stella hurried off to request a bowl of beef chili from the kitchen staff.

Idris

scoffed. "Thane's understanding,

him, the sick

hearing about the Quarry

Ronald's expression hardened.