Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 509

Stella looked at Ronald, utterly puzzled.

Finley raised an eyebrow, just as confused. "What on earth do you mean?"

Ronald pressed, "How did you check on her?"

Finley was stunned. What was Ronald getting at here? Was there some secret technique he was unaware of?

Finley stared at Ronald with a bewildered expression, not grasping his meaning.

"Um, with my eyes," Finley muttered, trying to make sense of Ronald's cryptic question.

Ronald's face darkened, and he stared at Finley like a clueless fool. "And if she gets sick for this, will you take responsibility?"

Finley was speechless. "Uh, what? How could she get sick? It's just some digestive enzyme. You know that."

She had taken it before, after all.

Equally confused, Stella interrupted, "Yeah, it's just a digestive enzyme."

glanced between the glass in Stella's hand and her face, then snatched it

was still lost. "What on earth

little stomach discomfort didn't warrant a thorough medical exam before taking the over-the-counter

concern for Stella was baffling to

of Stella was suffocating to Finley, though whether Stella felt the same

be pregnant, and you

wide as he looked between Ronald and Stella. Then it hit him. "Oh, heck! Stella,

realized that Stella's recent symptoms were indeed reminiscent of early pregnancy:

was equally shocked by

pregnant?" she

scoffed, "You're the one who's

loss. Was she

gently ruffled Stella's soft hair, giving Finley a

the Muliba Desert, Finley."

protested, "I just forgot. Don't be

"Forgot

I messed up.

how meticulous Ronald

Stella. Yet the thought of going to the