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."

else could

Ronald's intense gaze, an unfamiliar

upon hearing her, quickly stepped forward and lifted her from the

her nose lightly.

"I

it was about to leap out of her chest as she struggled to escape

you just let me

more

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

sudden movement, the

on hiding an indefinable emotion happened to your

neck, his

mind went blank, pleading internally for

endure this torment. Having scrambled for excuses all night, Stella was at a loss when confronted with Ronald's

met

"Ronald?"

"What's wrong?"

bruises on Stella's

you forgive me?"

She felt like crying.

depends on what

forgive me for sleeping with

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