Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 381

Finley strolled over to the liquor cabinet and poured himself a glass of red wine. Just as he took a sip, Ronald emerged from the lounge. Finley couldn't help but cough as Ronald shot him a disapproving glance. "What's got into you? Seen a ghost or something?"

Finley patted his chest. "You, uh, you were fast."

Ronald was left speechless.

Nearby, Idris was busy working on his laptop. He overheard Finley's comment and quietly decided it was time to relocate to another lounge area.

He had figured it out by now - keeping his distance from someone like Finley was a smart move. Get too close, and you might end up in a messy situation.

As Idris moved away, Finley realized he might have spoken too hastily. "I didn't mean - well, you know..."

He had heard some noises coming from the lounge earlier and had wisely decided to make himself scarce. But he'd barely had time to enjoy his wine before Ronald approached.

"Do we have any more of those ointment around for there?"

Finley was puzzled. "Huh?"

Ronald explained, "It's a bit severe."

quite distressed during the examination, and

and Stella were up

What the...

Ronald's warning glare and swallowed his words. He turned to the first-aid kit, found a couple more meds, and handed them to Ronald. "Use these with what I gave you before." Ronald took the meds and was about to leave when Finley couldn't

with a frosty look, cutting him

his mouth. "What I'm trying to say is, take it easy on her. Girls are delicate. At least

the wine in one gulp. He couldn't help but chuckle to

Ronald had practically wrapped

in a bubble of protection. Xander wouldn't stand a chance. Finley recalled the time Xander had tried to

BUMS

gently coaxed Stella out from under the

away. "No,

No need to be shy," Ronald

embarrassing enough to be injured there, and now he wanted to apply the ointment himself?

can do

"You..."

don't

loud enough that Finley, still savoring his