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

intense gaze, an unfamiliar tightness

hearing her, quickly stepped forward and

her nose lightly. "Had a nosebleed,

"I cleaned it

felt like it was about to leap out of her chest as she

you just let me

was more

might actually die

sudden movement, the loosely

caught a glimpse of the large bruise on hiding an

his deep

internally for the questioning to

the police than endure this torment. Having scrambled for excuses all night, Stella was at a

tentatively met Ronald's

"Ronald?"

"What's wrong?"

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

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

She felt like crying.

"That depends

you forgive me for sleeping

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