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."

the glass in Stella's hand and

lost. "What on earth is going

stomach discomfort didn't warrant a thorough medical exam before taking the

Stella was baffling

of Stella was suffocating

"She might be pregnant, and

as he looked between Ronald and Stella. Then it

Stella's recent symptoms were indeed reminiscent of early pregnancy: lack of appetite, fatigue, and

was equally shocked

pregnant?" she

who's pregnant,

a loss. Was she really

soft hair, giving Finley a stern look.

the Muliba Desert, Finley."

protested, "I just forgot. Don't be

was pissed. "Forgot

sighed. "Fine, fine, I messed up.

realized just how meticulous Ronald was

the thought of going