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."

matter how many times he'd ask, her answer would

of any other

huh?" His voice softened, a teasing smile tugging at

Her mind, already in a

No, not at

fleeting moment, she wondered if

that thought quickly

everything that happened while

of booze and drug, how could he

Look, I'm

keep talking to Ronald. Her

like a rabbit and dive under the covers, Ronald's smile

there. It's

disappeared

the sound

water

the room

peeked

from under the covers.

to hide behind

Ronald, with his relentless inquiries about the scarf, how long could she hold out? Once was nerve-wracking

Finley. Stella respected his medical skills, but his EQ was another story. The more you wanted to

in