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.

swallowed hard, his gaze inadvertently flicking to Stella, making her almost lose

"Just check, will you?"

on Ronald's condition? Why was he

anymore, their eyes met, locking onto the cold glint

you

cigarette into the ashtray to

do you

feel a bit

felt her heart

No way!

weak, Finley looked at Stella

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

at me for?

Finley remained silent.

the drug was strong, so the medicine had to be strong

Could this explanation work?

looked at Stella

clenched her hands

"Since my

Finley? I'd like to get some more

no