Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 258

Carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders for so many years, Stella finally let it all crash down on Ronald.

It had been too long. No one knew how she had managed these years, especially after leaving Ferrowland, with the uncertain return looming over her.

She didn't know when she could be back by his side, uncertain of how much influence the Schultz family still had over him. That indescribable worry and longing tormented her every moment. "You have to take responsibility..."

Tears streamed down Stella's face, her grievances flooding out like a dam had been broken.

Ronald gently patted her back. "Alright, I'll take responsibility. Don't cry, okay?"

Stella sniffed, "You were supposed to anyway."

Her tears smeared on Ronald's shirt, leaving it damp.

He chuckled. "You messy little thing."

"Well, still yours." Stella retorted, not missing a beat.

Ronald pinched her cheek, but before he could say anything else, Idris's call came through again. It seemed like Ronald had urgent business.

He ended the call, not wanting to delay further. "It's still dark out. You should get some sleep."

Stella asked, "You're going out?"

He simply hummed in affirmation, kissed her forehead, and got up.

Stella remembered the scarf, stained with her blood and some dried spots she knew weren't hers.

As Ronald turned to leave, she clutched at his shirt. "Is it dangerous?"

the dealings of the Lugar family, and she knew the dangers

he was strong enough, still, she couldn't help

gaze, and something in

"Be at peace."

those words, he gently pulled his shirt from her grip,

Ronald was gone.

buried herself in the blankets,

but how would

their wedding countless

Ronald marry her?

a whirlwind, Stella tossed and turned in bed until sleep

world, while inside, it was warm

till past ten in the morning, the phone's vibration finally stirring

voice buzzed

groggy from sleep, Stella

so late, and

jolted awake at the mention of being

Indeed, she had been.

some

Could anything be more thrilling than her night

Susanna, it had

"What is it?"

so you

Stella was curious.

and through the phone

soovel

anger.