Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 254

"Who's there?"

"It's me."

Ronald's voice came from outside the door.

Stella, who had just relaxed, felt her heart skip a beat again. "What's up?"

Ronald said, "The shower's busted. Mind if I use yours for a quick rinse."

Stella froze. Glancing at the scarf in her hand, panic set in.

"Just, just a sec," she stammered.

Ignoring the pain in her legs, she hurried back to the bathroom to hide the scarf.

Once everything was in place, she opened the door.

Ronald's gaze flicked to the scarf still draped around her neck, curiosity sparking in his eyes.

"Thought you were hitting the hay. What's with the scarf?"

Stella was at a loss for words.

The scarf, it seemed, was determined to be the centerpiece of the night. Whoever had left those glaring marks on her neck had ensured she wouldn't dare go bare-necked for at least a week. Seeing Stella silent, Ronald reached out to unwrap the scarf.

But Stella, nimble as a squirrel, leaped away.

raised an eyebrow.

"I'm cold."

her answer

think of any other

His voice softened, a teasing smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Not...

Her mind, already in a

not

moment, she wondered if Ronald actually

thought quickly

drank, he forgot everything that happened while

night's reckless mix of booze and drug, how could he

"Yes. Look, I'm tired.

couldn't keep talking to Ronald. Her heart couldn't

a rabbit and dive

It's not good

Ronald disappeared into the

the sound

water

room

peeked

from under the covers.

really doomed to

scarf, how

but his EQ was another story. The

she'd glimpsed in the mirror. What was she