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."

times he'd ask, her answer

think of any other

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

breath hitched. Her mind, already in a fog, completely froze at

not at

she

thought

time he drank, he forgot everything that happened while he

booze and drug, how could he possibly

I'm tired. You should go

keep talking to Ronald.

flee like a rabbit and

suffocate under there. It's

disappeared

when the

water

room did Stella

peeked

from under the covers.

to hide behind

scarf, how long could she

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

inwardly, recalling the bruises she'd glimpsed in the mirror. What was she supposed