Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 293

After a while, Ronald finally seemed satisfied and let Stella go.

Stella looked at him with a pout, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "My lips hurt," she complained.

It did hurt a bit. He was so inexperienced...

Ronald bent down to examine her lips, noticing the slight chapping with a pang of regret. "I'll be gentler next time."

"You're already thinking about next time? It hurts!" Stella mumbled as she snuggled back under the covers.

She had planned to head to the studio today to give Tabitha some work instructions, but with the snow falling thick outside, she felt no desire to leave the house. There was something so comforting about staying in bed during a snowstorm. Besides, with her lips sore, she knew Ronald wouldn't let her go out anyway.

Ronald chuckled at her lazy demeanor. "Make sure you wrap things up at your studio soon. We're heading back to Ferrowland."

Stella turned to face him, eyes wide with anticipation. "When?"

Suddenly announcing a trip back to Ferrowland had her heart racing with excitement.

But wait...

"Can we wait until these marks fade before we go back?" she asked.

She couldn't very well explain them to her mom or Yvonne if they asked.

Ronald stood up, considering. "About two weeks."

"That should

and more marks appeared, she might not have the

to catch her drift, leaning in with a teasing smile. "If they

up at his

"Why not?"

was left speechless, admiration glittering in her eyes as she gazed

truth, she couldn't even imagine how they would react. If she managed to stay in Ferrowland without bolting, it would

Ronald left

anyone in Ferrowland before, uncertain if or when she could return. Now that she was going back, her visits to Portis City would

up the phone and called Tabitha to schedule a meeting at the studio for the next

tongue. "Karma, I tell

asked, "You're at the hospital

me started. My niece got sick again after

Lately, Susanna had been

little niece. The last time she

Jaxon and Lola with their child at

"Did you see

just keeps serving me the juiciest gossip and

smile at her friend's obvious glee. "You're

was a gunshot wound. Both his hands are ruined. How much must they hate him?"

hands? That was Ronald being merciful; usually, he'd be

Susanna continued, "Yeah, Mrs.

tell the difference between her adopted daughter and her own.

matter? The Larkins