"We need to fly to Cyris Isle immediately."

"Right now?"

Ronald nodded. "Yeah, right now. I've already arranged for some summer clothes to be sent over for you."

Cyris Isle was in the middle of a scorching summer, and Stella's outfit from the plane was totally unsuitable.

"But I'm starving," Stella said, looking at Ronald with hopeful eyes.

Could they maybe eat something before heading out? She hadn't eaten in two days and nights, and running around in Patrina had completely drained her energy.

Not to mention the long haul with him on the plane.

Thinking about it made Stella give Ronald a resentful look.

"I'm tired, hungry, and sore."

Ronald's eyes softened as he gently tousled her hair. "Food will be here soon."

Stella perked up. "Okay, as long as I get to eat."

As Ronald helped remove her scarf, his gaze fell on the faint marks underneath.

"Does it hurt?" he asked, his voice quieter now.

The question caught Stella off guard. Her face went beet red, and her mind blanked for a moment.

This time, Ronald was especially patient. Although it was hard for him to control himself, he didn't want to hurt her. Instead, he made Stella experience an unprecedented sense of bliss.

even without any injuries, it still hurt a little after

a small nod. "Just a

her flushed face and pinched her cheek gently.

he

into the bathroom, glaring at her rosy cheeks in the mirror. She splashed her face with

she muttered

the usually stern and composed Mr. Quinn had such a teasing, carefree side? He could bring up

...

to Finley, reminding him to

launching into a rant, "You know, you've treated her like a precious gem all her life, and now you're letting her get hurt repeatedly." Ronald cut him

thing. This was definitely not something

dial tone and

a glance. "That mouth of yours will get you in

"So now I'm not supposed to speak

causes harm gets off scot-free, while

two hundred meters ahead. Let's stop

like they'd need to keep that kind of ointment on hand

before when

to handle it,

...

through. She picked up, "Hey, Susie." "Star, I've got

"What?"

her, just say the word, and I'll kick

the grand Mrs. Larkin, and this is what

sighed and ended the

because of Ursula- or maybe to blame her for the Larkin family's decline. She had no patience for that negativity, especially when she was constantly on

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