Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 251

Stella slapped Finley's hand with a swift motion.

"What are you staring at? Trying to make a move on me? I swear, I'll tell my brother."

Finley retorted, "Hey, listen here, missy, let me tell you something..."

Stella cut him off. "What are you even talking about? Are you coming to check him or not? If not, I really need to get some sleep." She was genuinely exhausted, but any trace of sleepiness was now chased away by Finley's antics.

Finley glanced at her, then toward the stairs, before shooting her a look and heading upstairs.

Seeing Finley stop pestering her, Stella finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But the way Finley had looked at her kept echoing in her mind, making her internally scream in horror. It felt like the end of the world. Following Finley upstairs, they entered the room only to find Ronald awake, sitting up in bed with a cigarette between his fingers.

The blanket had slipped from his chest, his robe slightly open, revealing a faint scratch mark.

Finley's breathing tightened at the sight.

Stella's heart wasn't faring any better.

Where did that mark come from? She didn't remember scratching him. How had he gotten hurt?

Their eyes met, and Stella's heart skipped a beat.

his gaze inadvertently flicking to Stella,

"Just check, will you?"

they supposed to check on Ronald's condition? Why was he looking at

poison anymore, their eyes met, locking onto the cold glint in Ronald's gaze. Finley's mind

mentioned you were

pressed the cigarette into the ashtray to extinguish it, responding with

do you feel

feel a bit weak, kind

heart jump

No way!

Ronald mention feeling weak, Finley looked

feeling guilty, Stella's heart pounded, as if it might leap out of her

are you looking at me for? Maybe the drug was too

Finley remained silent.

drug was strong, so

Could this explanation work?

simply looked at Stella

with their stares, Stella clenched her hands tightly

my

back, Finley? I'd like to get

no