Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 653

Stella absolutely refused to shower together, but honestly, she was no match for Ronald.

One hour later...

Stella's cheeks were flushed pink as Ronald dried her hair for her. Pouting, she shot a glare at the man in the mirror.

Her hair was finally dry.

Ronald leaned down, brushing his lips against her ear. "Why the face, Star? Not satisfied?"

Stella: "!!!"

Satisfied? Was he kidding?

The whole time, it was basically for his benefit...

Ugh. She was going to lose her mind. Seriously, how had she never realized what a menace this man could be?

Stella scrunched up her nose, shooting him a look full of indignation.

Ronald caught her glare and just grinned even more wickedly. "Star, so maybe...?" "Stop. My mom said you're not allowed to lay a finger on me for three months." Ronald grabbed her hand, scooped her up, and carried her straight to the bed. Fresh out of the shower, his body was still radiating heat.

Stella stammered, "Wh-what are you doing?"

Ronald set her down on the bed, snatched up his phone, and immediately dialed Finley Yoder.

The line picked up quickly. Finley's voice came through, dry and exhausted: "What do you want?"

were, it was still daylight

I trust your medical

"What?"

true? Pregnant women,

Finley: "!!!"

just sand upon sand, stretching out as

water bottle, now barely a third

parched. So parched he was rationing every

Ronald was,

there, Finley's irritation twisted into a mischievous

simple words,

he had to suffer,

growled in protest, Finley got even

was tough, drinking was tough, even sleeping was

coming back anytime in the next

could finish the insult, Ronald had

more than to fly home and punch Ronald in the

that he'd win

the crap he'd dealt with in just a few days made him even angrier. Sure, this mission was

to Stella: [Don't

had to suffer, they could

sent another text: [Actually, best not

see how Ronald

guy stew-sleeping with a beautiful

it? That

Talk about cruel.