Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 227

After wrapping up his report on the Patel Group, Idris took a call. When he looked over, Finley was in the process of removing a splinter from Stella's hand. Stella, petrified by the minor procedure, refused to watch. Ronald, ever so indulgent, covered her eyes to shield her from the sight. Despite his efforts, Stella couldn't help but whimper in discomfort.

"There, there, it's all done now," Ronald soothed in a low whisper.

"This is the last time, right?" Stella mumbled hopefully.

"Don't even think about it. You'll need this treatment for at least a month, given your condition. Every three days, minimum," Finley interjected bluntly, showing no sympathy. Stella looked on the verge of tears.

Ronald shot Finley a frosty glare, signaling him to keep quiet.

Finley met Ronald's glare with a shrug, undeterred. "I'm just being honest. She might as well prepare her mentally."

"Does she need that from you?" Ronald challenged.

Finley fell silent.

going to be this protective, huh? Did this mean Ronald planned

in for a long haul. Stella wasn't exactly known for being easy to comfort, and this whole ordeal was proving to be quite the time

a lady with the last name Lawson has arrived, wishing

explanation, she knew

was she here? Was it because the issues with the Larkin

had quickly gotten to the root of their current problems. Ronald exchanged a glance with Stella, then gently stroked her soft hair. "Do you want

shook her

she and the Larkin family were no longer connected. Why keep any ties now? Ronald nodded in understanding and subtly

He quickly packed up

held Stella's delicate hand. "Have they been bullying you?" he inquired, referring to Yorick and

it was one-sided, and she certainly didn't

he kissed her hand, a gesture that evoked warm memories from

felt her body temperature

fully withdraw, Ronald released first, playfully flicking her nose to bring her back to

child anymore," Stella

you've grown into a young lady," Ronald replied, his tone carrying an unusual hint of emotion at the term 'young lady.' "What would you like for dinner?"