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.

an eyebrow.

"I'm cold."

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

couldn't think of any

softened, a teasing smile tugging at the corners of his

already in a fog, completely froze

not

moment, she wondered if Ronald actually

that thought quickly

he forgot everything that happened while he

mix of booze and

Look, I'm tired. You should go

couldn't keep talking to Ronald. Her

flee like a rabbit and

there. It's not

Ronald disappeared into the

the sound of

water

the room

peeked

from under the covers.

to hide behind

the scarf, how long could she hold out? Once was

his EQ was another story. The more you wanted to avoid a

glimpsed in the mirror. What was she supposed