Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 354

Even though she really wanted to sleep right now, Stella knew she couldn't just doze off with Ronald next to her. She had this sneaking suspicion that Ronald's definition of "sleep" wasn't quite the same as hers. His hand paused on the buttons of her vest, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"How about something else then?" he suggested with a smirk.

Stella's eyes widened in shock. There it was, the proof that they were definitely not on the same page.

Ronald chuckled softly. "Relax, it's just sleeping."

"I don't believe you," she replied, narrowing her eyes.

He raised an eyebrow, his tone playful. "Oh?"

She gave him a timid glance. "We can sleep, but I get the bed to myself."

The corner of Ronald's mouth curled up into an even more mischievous grin.

Stella quickly scrambled into bed, cocooning herself in the blanket as if it were armor. But barely a moment later, she felt the mattress dip beside her. Ronald was right there, slipping under the covers and pulling her into his embrace. Outside the room, Finley listened to the sounds coming from the resting area and couldn't help but chuckle. "Ronald's been waiting for Stella to grow up for ages. Can't blame him."

Idris glanced at him. "Even if you understand, keep it to yourself."

"Oh, I'm keeping it quiet. But once we're back in Ferrowland, Stella's gonna have a tough time."

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at him in disbelief. "What did you just

wedding? Lottie was okay with this? She's not even going

own-one by birth, one raised by her. Guess it

...

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