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 up a little

knew how strictly Ronald monitored Stella's diet, almost to the point where Idris wondered if Stella

when he said that, Ronald gave him

"Ms.

cast him a grateful glance, but that

her close, he conceded. "Alright, but no crash

with a poorly planned diet, which had led to severe nutrient deficiencies. The thought of Stella going through something similar always loomed over him. "I won't," she

easily anyway," Idris added, as if stating the obvious. Stella had always maintained

"Let's see what the kitchen

request a bowl of beef chili from the kitchen staff. She noticed a few new faces among

caught Ronald and Idris mid-discussion about the Quarry family's

"Thane's

him, the sick one? What's he

hearing about the Quarry family's threat to keep Yorick

Ronald's expression hardened.