Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 255

Stella's gaze was locked onto the scarf in Ronald's hands, especially the bright red bloodstain that marred its fabric.

Ronald glanced down at the stain, his brow furrowing. "Isn't this my scarf? How did blood get on it? What happened here?" Stella was speechless. Already feeling out of her depth, the question from Ronald made her feel like she was running out of air. "I, uh..."

Even the sharpest of minds would struggle to find a suitable excuse in this situation.

Oh, this was a nightmare.

Wait a minute, she remembered. "I had a nosebleed."

"Excuse me?" Ronald raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, a nosebleed. I accidentally bumped my nose while helping you, and it got on the scarf."

Was that excuse plausible?

She wasn't sure if Ronald would buy it.

Ronald's deep eyes, now filled with an unreadable emotion, only made Stella feel more suffocated.

"A nosebleed?"

Stella instinctively swallowed. "Yeah, a nosebleed."

could

gaze, an unfamiliar

and

pinched her nose lightly. "Had

"I

was about to leap out of

let me sleep? I'm

was more

this went on any longer, she might actually die of fright. Why was he putting her through

a sudden movement, the loosely tied scarf

the large bruise on hiding an indefinable

his deep

mind went blank, pleading internally for the questioning

something wrong, she'd rather be caught by the police than endure this torment.

tentatively met

"Ronald?"

"What's wrong?"

warm fingers gently touched the bruises on Stella's neck, sending

you forgive me?" she

She felt like crying.

depends on

you forgive me

it wasn't her idea, he'd made the first