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

an unfamiliar

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

her nose lightly. "Had

managed, "I cleaned it

out of her chest as she struggled

you just let me

more like scared

went on any longer, she might actually die of

she made a sudden movement,

a glimpse of the large bruise on hiding an indefinable emotion happened to

his

internally

this torment. Having scrambled for excuses all night, Stella was at a

met Ronald's

"Ronald?"

"What's wrong?"

bruises on Stella's neck, sending shivers

would you forgive me?" she asked, voice barely a

She felt like crying.

"That depends on

you forgive me

idea, he'd made the first