Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath [Stella] (Chapters 231 to 240)

Chapter 231

“Why?”

The question lingered in the stairwell, echoing softly.

Stella nuzzled against his chest once more, whispering, “Because I like you. I like you, like you…”

Her repeated confessions echoed in Ronald’s ears, stirring his heart like a thunderous roar across the mountains, making his pupils contract uncontrollably.

“Do you like me as a brother, or do you like Ronald?”

His voice, magnetic and deep, would be hard to decipher for anyone fully conscious, let alone Stella in her state.

This time, however, there was no reply.

After a few seconds of silence, Ronald looked down to find Stella’s lips slightly parted, her breathing even and calm. Her once tightly clenched hand on his shirt gradually loosened.

She had fallen asleep.

Gazing at her flushed cheeks, Ronald couldn’t help but smile helplessly.

He carried her upstairs to her room, and as he laid her on the bed, Stella stirred, but her eyes remained hazy, barely awake, “Ronald.”

“What is it?”

“I want a hug.”

Her voice was plaintive, tinged with a hint of grievance. “I want to be hugged forever.”

“Alright, a hug.”

Faced with her pleading eyes, Ronald couldn’t refuse. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her into his embrace.

Afraid she might catch a cold from the alcohol, he quickly wrapped her in the blankets.

A gentle kiss landed on Stella’s forehead, “Goodnight, sleep tight.”

It felt like a return to their childhood.

Stella had always been dependent on Ronald, insisting that he tuck her in every night.

If Ronald was at school, she would wait for him.

So, throughout middle school, high school, and even college, Ronald was driven home every night by the family chauffeur.

Their mother, Lottie Lugar, pained by the distance Ronald had to travel, suggested he find a place near school.

But Ronald ended up taking Stella with him, hiring a nanny to look after her in a house opposite his school.

Looking at her rosy lips, Ronald’s Adam’s apple bobbed, the heat in his eyes intensifying.

Stella opened her drowsy eyes to see Ronald, the familiar warmth enveloping her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, surrendering completely.

The buzzing of a phone broke the silence- Stella’s phone vibrating.

He felt a sting on his lips. Touching his lips, he noticed a trace of blood, muttering, “Little tigress.”

Stella’s phone continued ringing.

Uninterested, he hung up.

On the other end of the line, Yorick dialed Stella’s number repeatedly, his mind racing as he realized Ronald was the heir to the Lugar family.

This meant the partnership with the Quarry family was off, and he couldn’t believe Stella wasn’t involved somehow.

That Stella, quite the schemer!

Hearing the call disconnect, Yorick redialed in anger.

This time, the call went through.

As soon as it connected, he didn’t wait for a greeting, diving straight into his question.

“Stella, I just want to know, what exactly is your relationship with Ronald?”

Before the person on the other end could reply, Yorick’s barely concealed fury leaked into his voice.

“What do you think our relationship is?”

It was Ronald’s deep voice that answered, not Stella’s.

Yorick clenched his phone tighter, his anger boiling, yet he dared not lash out.

This frustration was a first for Yorick, realizing that Stella’s bold move to break off their engagement was backed by her connection to the Lugar family.

Chapter 232

Orion was still trying to piece together the puzzle of Stella and Ronald’s relationship.

But for the past while, Stella had been staying at Wave Residence, and so had Ronald. From this fact alone, it was clear their connection ran deep.

Under Stella’s influence, the partnership between the Quarry family and the Lugar family had completely fallen through.

Yorick, struggling to keep his rage in check, spoke with forced respect, “Mr. Quinn, could we possibly meet to discuss this?”

His father had stormed out earlier that day, but Yorick knew he had to see Ronald.

If the Quarry Group didn’t handle this situation well, they could end up in hot water, just like the Larkin family.

But all Yorick heard in response was the ‘beep beep’ of a disconnected call.

Ronald had hung up on him.

Yorick clenched his jaw tight.

Orion, stiff as a board, asked, “What did Mr. Quinn say?”

If Ronald was the one who answered, then Stella must be with him.

Yorick, barely containing his frustration, closed his eyes for a moment.

What did he say? Nothing. He just hung up the phone.

Annoyance flaring up, Yorick tried calling Stella again, only to find himself blocked.

And this number belonged to a server at Spring Hill!

Furious, Yorick kicked the edge of a nearby planter. “Damn it!”

The hanging up, the blocking — it was as if these two were in perfect sync.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

Seeing Yorick’s grim mood, Orion knew Ronald must have refused the meeting.

Yorick massaged his throbbing temples and said, “Figure out their relationship, now.”

Thinking back to Max’s parting words about ‘protective,’ Yorick’s eyes grew colder.

What kind of relationship made Ronald so protective over Stella?

In his view, the engagement between Yorick and Stella was already over, and Yorick couldn’t let go of Ursula anyway. So, whatever their relationship was, it didn’t really matter.

It was clear to them that resolving the partnership crisis hinged on Stella.

Thinking back to what Yorick and the Larkin family had done to Stella before, Orion was at a loss for words.

Though he was reluctant to admit it, it was undeniable that the troubles of both the Quarry Group and the Larkin Group could be solved with just a word from Stella.

Orion added, “It’s just that nobody expected Mr. Quinn to be the one with Ms. Quinn.”

Just hearing that name was enough to suffocate anyone.

No wonder, in recent times, neither Yorick nor the Larkin Group had been able to lay a finger on Stella. It had always been Mr. Quinn protecting her.

Even if Orion hadn’t investigated, Yorick could guess the nature of Stella and Ronald’s relationship. But he couldn’t bring himself to accept it, feeling an underlying sense of unwillingness.

“Find out when exactly they started this.”

He couldn’t believe Stella had the capability to get close to someone like Ronald from Ferrowland in just a few days.

…

Stella had fallen asleep, her hand clutching one of Ronald’s fingers.

Ronald was on the phone, his voice low.

He told Jeremy on the other end, “Make sure nothing from the Quarry Group gets through, or our deal is off!”

Jeremy understood.

Knowing how Yorick had treated Stella and how protective Ronald was, he wouldn’t dare divert resources to the Quarry Group.

Besides, he wouldn’t want to, especially with Yorick’s attitude. Let him stew in his own frustration!

Chapter 233

Jeremy had just made his way back into the heart of the city. He had just finished a meeting.

After answering Ronald’s call, the smile on his face was impossible to suppress.

As Harper walked in, she caught Jeremy with a smirk that spelled nothing but trouble.

“Mr. Patel, here are the documents you need to sign.”

No sooner had she finished her sentence than Jeremy’s phone began to ring again. He glanced at the caller ID, and his smile widened.

It was Yorick.

Jeremy answered, “Hey.”

“Did you just clinch the deal with the Lugar family?”

Even through the phone, Jeremy could hear the sound of Yorick grinding his teeth.

His voice dripped with mischief as he replied, “What else? You expected me to wait for you to screw it up first, so I could swoop in and fix it?

See, the thing is, you got caught up, let’s say, chasing skirts. Me? I don’t have the patience for such distractions.”

Yorick was silent, his breathing heavy.

Frustrated, he managed to ask, “Why would the Lugar family choose you?”

Jeremy chuckled, “Obviously because I’m not tangled up in any romantic escapades.”

Yorick was speechless.

Harper could only think: Seriously? What’s the reason? How infuriating!

At this point, Yorick was so furious he might as well have been tearing Jeremy apart with his bare hands.

But Jeremy wasn’t done. He twisters the knife further into Yorick’s heart! , “Honestly, you shouldn’t even be worried about the Lugar deal right now. You’ve got bigger fish to fry, what with all the drama surrounding Ursula.”

His tone was unmistakably sarcastic.

Yorick, overcome with anger, hung up.

Listening to the dial tone, Jeremy shrugged nonchalantly. “Well, that’s that.”

He then turned to Harper. “Pick out some jewelry or something a girl would like.”

Jeremy, flipping through the documents, clarified, “We need to make sure we’re on her good side.”

Harper’s lips twitched. “Are we really doing this?”

Jeremy advised, “That’s why I’m asking you to choose. Pick something neutral- something that won’t lead to any misunderstandings.”

Gifting something from a man to a woman? That could easily be misinterpreted, couldn’t it?

Answering the call, Jeremy’s tone was less than pleased. “How did you get your phone?”

To minimize risks, he had even confiscated Sirena’s phone.

“Jeremy, please, let me out. I swear I’ve learned my lesson.”

Her plea did little to soften Jeremy’s resolve.

Continuing, Sirena promised, “I won’t bother Stella anymore, I promise. Really, I won’t.”

Learning of Stella’s true standing had been a blow to Sirena. The girl they once underestimated was now far beyond their reach.

“Can I ask… what exactly is Stella to Mr. Quinn?”

Jeremy paused for a moment, his tone dismissive. “Don’t meddle in grown-up matters.”

“Are they lovers?”

“You…”

“It’s just amazing how she managed to snag someone like Mr. Quinn. What does he see in her? What tricks did she use?”

Chapter 234

Questions came at Jeremy like a machine gun.

Jeremy’s mood immediately took a nosedive. “Is that what you’ve been learning from hanging out with Ursula all these years? How to talk trash about others?”

Sirena stammered, “No, I didn’t mean…”

“She’s Ronald’s foster sister.”

“What?”

At Jeremy’s revelation, Sirena’s mouth formed a perfect O of surprise.

But Jeremy was in no mood to elaborate. Ever since Sirena had grown close to Ursula because of Jaxon, every word out of her mouth seemed to give him a headache.

It probably started when she became a regular at the Larkin household, and now it felt as if her tongue had developed a mind of its own.

Jeremy had been in a good mood earlier, but thanks to Sirena, irritation was quickly replacing it.

“Stay locked up!” he snapped.

With her tendency to stir trouble, he was convinced she needed to be kept out of the loop until Mr. Quinn and Stella left Portis City.

Even though the contract had already been signed. If Ronald changed his mind, he couldn’t do anything!

To play it safe, Sirena had to be kept out of the picture.

After ending the call, Jeremy immediately dialed the butler. “If she gets her hands on her phone again, you’re fired.”

“Yes, sir,” came the flustered but respectful reply.

Jeremy hung up and turned to Harper. “Forget about picking out a gift. A girl raised by Mr. Quinn? She’s seen it all. If we don’t impress her, it’ll just irritate Mr. Quinn.”

Better safe than sorry.

Harper nodded. “Okay.”

Finally, she let out a relieved sigh.

…

Her restless sleeping habits, combined with her recent drunken state, had Ronald on edge. Concerned for her well-being, he decided to keep watch in her room.

As Stella turned, she kicked the blanket aside, exposing her slender legs under her nightgown. Her ankles, pink and delicately shaped, caught Ronald’s eye, stirring a faint warmth inside him.

Resigned, he gently lifted her to free the blanket. The movement, however, roused her from sleep.

Her voice was still laced with the scent of wine, despite having been fed a sobering soup earlier, which seemed ineffective.

Just as he was about to stand up, Stella suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Do you like me?”

There was a brief silence in Ronald’s gaze. “Still drunk?”

“Do you like me or not?”

Ronald finally said, “I do.”

“How much?”

Ronald found himself at a loss for words.

Drunk Stella was particularly clingy, especially now.

He leaned in closer, his warm breath brushed against her neck, touching her flushed cheeks with a hint of huskiness in his voice, “How much do you like me, Star?”

“So much, so very much.”

Stella’s soft reply, still laced with a hint of drunken haze, melted the last of Ronald’s resolve.

Chapter 235

The phone buzzed.

It was a call from Idris.

Ronald stood, glancing at Stella. She had already closed her eyes, succumbing to the warmth of her wine-induced slumber like a kitten too weary to keep awake.

He answered with a curt, “Speak.”

“Boss, just as you predicted, Lancelot is hiding out in Portis City.”

“Did you find him?”

“Not yet, but we spotted Kaku, his right-hand man, around town today.”

In the dimly lit room, a sharper glint flickered in Ronald’s normally stoic eyes.

“Keep a tight watch on him,” he commanded, his voice icy.

“Understood!”

“And…” Ronald’s tone softened slightly as his gaze fell on Stella, who was sound asleep on the bed. “Assign a few more people to keep a discreet watch over her.”

He was, of course, referring to Stella.

Idris hesitated. “Should we tell Ms. Quinn to avoid going to her studio for a while?”

“No need,” came Ronald’s reply.

Idris understood Ronald’s intent- he didn’t want Stella to sense even a whisper of danger. He wished for her world to remain peaceful and ordinary, free from constant vigilance.

That year, after Stella witnessed Ronald taking a life, she had nearly retreated into herself.

Since then, Ronald made sure she stayed blissfully unaware of the family’s darker dealings. That was, until Regina and Xander stirred the pot.

After ending the call with Idris, Ronald stepped out onto the balcony, lighting a cigarette and taking a deep drag.

His phone vibrated again.

“Mother,” he answered.

“I’m aware.”

Ronald couldn’t help but smirk at his mother’s description.

Glancing through the glass door at the sleeping Stella, he saw no trace of the timid girl his mother spoke of. Yet, he assured her, “Understood.”

“Of course.”

The memory of Stella being forced to leave the Quinn family due to a past oversight still haunted Mrs. Lugar.

“No need,” Ronald asserted.

He couldn’t risk Yvonne’s interference, not now. Her knack for stirring trouble and hiding people had caused chaos before. The last time Yvonne took Stella under her wing, Stella returned after enduring a grueling ordeal.

“Yes, that girl can be a handful,” Mrs. Lugar agreed with a sigh. Her rebellious daughter, who preferred trousers to dresses, had always been a source of frustration. Unlike the demure and dress-wearing Star, Yvonne’s defiance still grated on her nerves.

“You just make sure to keep Star safe. Once everything is settled, bring her back. Portis City has nothing for her, especially given what we know about her parents.”

Mrs. Lugar had ensured a thorough investigation into the Larkin family.

By the way, the trouble the Larkin Group faced wasn’t just caused by Ronald—it also had Mrs. Lugar’s handiwork behind it.

“Understood,” Ronald affirmed before ending the call.

Returning inside, Ronald noticed Stella had kicked off her blankets, her cheeks flushed with warmth.

Chapter 236

Ronald stepped forward and gently placed his hand on her forehead, feeling the heat of a slight fever.

Worried, he called for Finley to come over.

Finley checked her temperature and remarked, “What’s with you two siblings? Drinking is one thing, but getting a fever from it?”

As he spoke, he pulled out a pill from the medicine box and handed it to Ronald.

Ronald didn’t take it right away, fixing him with a cold glare.

Meeting his icy stare, Finley swallowed nervously. “What? What’s wrong?”

Ronald’s tone was sharp. “You two siblings?”

Finley blinked, completely baffled.

What did he say wrong now? Weren’t they siblings?

Ronald finally took the pill from him. “If you can’t speak properly, it’s better to stay silent, or you’ll find your mouth sewn shut.”

“I didn’t say anything wrong, did I?”

Was there a mistake? It was a mystery why they always ended up feverish after drinking.

Finley was left utterly confused. He couldn’t fathom which part of his words had struck a nerve.

Ronald gave him another icy look, and Finley resigned, “Fine, I’ll keep quiet!”

“Oh, just one more thing to add. Cloudia hasn’t left yet. She’s been trying to find a way to see our little sister, Star.”

At this, Ronald shot him another cold glance.

Finley frowned. “What now?”

It was driving him crazy, trying to figure out what could possibly be wrong with what he said.

Ronald’s gaze softened as he slipped the pill into Stella’s mouth and helped her drink some water.

“You don’t have your own sister?”

“Her? More like a lump of coal. Heh, you’d think she and Yvonne were made for each other, always competing for years, yet so similar.”

Ronald raised an eyebrow. “If Skye Yoder hears you say that, you’ll be in a world of hurt.”

Speaking of Skye, Finley felt a pang of distress. Everyone else’s sister was soft and cute, but his had been chasing him around, fists ready, since they were kids. Good for nothing but the first in fights.

Finley still remembered the sting of being yelled at by her teacher; it felt like it happened just yesterday!

Ronald’s blunt tone snapped Finley out of his thoughts.

“And Cloudia? Aren’t you going to deal with her?”

Cloudia had been lingering around since the afternoon, refusing to leave.

Thinking of Stella’s mother, a dark shadow passed through Ronald’s eyes. “Deal with her? Just wait.”

Waiting was the hardest part, especially with the current state of the Larkin family, and the whole Larkin Group was in disarray.

Finley nodded, “Alright then, you going to eat?”

It didn’t seem like Stella was in any state to eat.

“You go ahead,” Ronald replied, his attention on Stella’s still-flushed face. He decided to wait until her fever subsided before worrying about himself.

As Finley left, Ronald turned back to Stella, brushing her warm cheek.

Stella‘s eyes fluttered open, groggy and unfocused. “Ronald?”

Something stirred in Ronald’s chest. He had never known before how it felt like to have her, tipsy, whispering his name.

Chapter 237

Just like Ronald had suspected, the Larkin Group was in absolute chaos now.

Blaise had already made two more calls to Cloudia, both times asking if she had seen Stella. Of course, he had tried calling Stella himself, but that was a dead end—she had blocked him long ago.

Cloudia had planned to head back soon, worried about Ursula, who was alone in the hospital. But Blaise’s relentless calls were fraying her nerves!

Now, she was in the lobby of a grand estate, her frustration boiling over as she made a scene at the reception desk.

“I’m here to see my daughter. Why can’t you give me her information?”

Cloudia had been asking the receptionist for Stella’s whereabouts

But after two whole hours, with no information given, she was livid.

“This girl, is she trying to kill the Larkin family or what? She’s biting the hand that feeds her. If I had known she was going to be this way, I never would have brought her back.”

The more Cloudia thought about it, the angrier she became.

The receptionist, too, was getting annoyed. “Mrs. Larkin, unless I’m mistaken, didn’t you publicly disown Ms. Quinn just a few days ago?”

Cloudia was momentarily speechless, her breath hitching at the question.

Then, anger flared in her eyes, “What does that have to do with you?”

“It means you cannot inquire about Ms. Quinn’s whereabouts as a relative.”

The receptionist’s matter-of-fact tone nearly made Cloudia faint with rage.

“You… you…”

As much as she hated to admit it, the receptionist was right. The digital age was terrifying- any little thing could become widespread news.

Cloudia was breathing heavily.

Before she could say anything else, her phone rang. It was Ursula.

“Mom, when are you coming back?” Ursula’s voice sounded pitiful through the phone.

Cloudia replied, “I had Winona send some food over, and the caregiver is there with you.”

“I know, honey. I’ve got a little situation here, but I’ll be back as soon as I can. Be good for me, okay?”

After reassuring Ursula, Cloudia ended the call, only for Blaise’s name to flash on her phone immediately.

“She won’t see me at all,” Cloudia replied irritably.

“Why don’t you try to find her?” she shot back, exasperated. She had spent the entire afternoon exhausting every method she could think of to reach Stella.

Cloudia was speechless.

Before she could even respond, the line went dead.

Blaise had hung up, leaving Cloudia fuming at the tone of the disconnected call.

Unable to see Stella, she called Yorick, learning he was still around Spring Hill, and rushed to meet him.

When she brought up wanting to see Stella, Yorick’s frown deepened, his irritation clear.

Noticing his reaction, Orion stepped forward to explain. “Even my boss can’t see her right now.”

“What?”

Yorick couldn’t see Stella either?

Orion explained, “Ever since the breakup saga, Ms. Quinn blocked my boss. We can’t even get through to her phone anymore. She’s moved, and tracking her down is nearly impossible.”

The only chance of finding her was when she went to the studio, but she hadn’t been going there much lately.

Chapter 238

Claudia was floored, her eyes wide as she stared at Yorick in disbelief. She couldn’t fathom that Stella would go to such lengths against Yorick as well.

“So, you didn’t see her today either?”

Orion shook his head. “We saw her, but barely exchanged a couple of words.”

Claudia was shocked anew!

Barely spoke?

She had always imagined Stella clinging to Yorick, thinking the whole break-up drama was just her throwing a tantrum. It was about getting Ursula out of the picture, but now this…

Claudia glanced at Yorick with a tightened gaze, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something. But at that moment, she found herself speechless.

…

It was nine in the evening, and the entire Larkin Group building was still buzzing with activity. Blaise and Jaxon looked utterly exhausted.

They hadn’t been home for days.

Blaise lit a cigarette, taking a deep drag, while Jaxon also had one in hand.

“I’m heading over to Spring Hill,” Blaise finally said, standing up and grabbing his suit jacket.

Jaxon said, “I’m coming too.”

He wanted answers from Stella, to find out what she was up to, siding with outsiders against the Larkin Group. She sure had grown bold.

Blaise’s expression hardened. “And what? You gonna confront her?”

Jaxon hesitated, “I…”

Blaise cut him off. “Since she’s been back, have you acted like a brother to her? And now you want to question her!”

Jaxon’s face fell even more.

Was it his fault for not being the good brother? Stella never gave him a chance. Look at all the chaos she brought upon the Larkin family since her return. Who could remain patient with her?

Blaise left, and Jaxon instinctively followed, but then his phone buzzed.

He rejected the call.

Seeing the message, Jaxon had no choice but to call back.

“Weren’t you supposed to explain yourself to me? Now you can’t even pick up the phone. What’s that about?”

“Jaxon, do you really want me and your son to live in disgrace? He’s starting kindergarten next year. Where’s he supposed to register?”

He took a deep breath. “The company’s facing some issues. Let’s talk about this in a few days.”

Jaxon was already on edge from not resting well these past days, and her nagging only made his temper boil over.

“You believe in a man’s promises? Come on, Lola, don’t be naive. You know very well how this child came to be. I’m telling you now, I’ll never marry you!”

“Jaxon!”

Lola yelled back, her voice cutting through the call.

Jaxon, frustrated beyond belief, was about to hang up.

But Lola’s last words still reached him, “So, this is who you really are? You’ll regret this!”

Jaxon, unimpressed, hung up.

Unlike Yorick, for Jaxon, it was always business before women, to him, women were just for a bit of fun when times were good. Those who didn’t fall in line were simply not worth the trouble.

Thinking about the current mess at the company, Jaxon was at his wit’s end.

“Stella!” He chewed on her name as if he wanted to crush it.

Chapter 239

Stella woke up at 10 p.m., ravenous, her sleep shattered by hunger.

The booze from earlier had worn off, and as she blinked her eyes open, she was hit by an intense thirst.

The room was empty except for her. She got up, swung her legs off the bed, and had only taken a few steps when she heard Ronald’s voice coming from the balcony. His tone was low and dangerous as he spoke into his phone.

“Take care of it.”

Even muffled by distance, the chill in his voice pierced through Stella, hinting at a peril she was all too familiar with. After all, she knew the kind of murky waters the Quinn family navigated, and with Ronald also being the heir to the Lugar family, danger was part of his inheritance.

Lost in thought, Stella barely noticed when Ronald slid the glass door open and stepped inside. The dim light revealed a brief clash of demon and saint in his eyes before they softened upon seeing Stella.

“Awake, sleepyhead?” His voice had lost its earlier edge, now filled with a gentle warmth as he reached out to touch her cheek, checking for a fever that had since passed.

Still groggy, Stella instinctively wrapped her arms around Ronald’s lean waist.

“Ronald,” she mumbled, her voice laced with discomfort.

“Hmm?”

“I’m so thirsty… and hungry,” she complained. The alcohol had left her feeling awful, compounded by not eating since lunch.

Ronald stroked her hair gently. “Let’s get you something to eat.”

“I want a cheeseburger, fries, and maybe some fried chicken,” Stella said, her specific cravings surprising even her.

Ronald chuckled. “Alright.”

He turned on the light fully, fetched a thick jacket for her, and zipped it up.

“It’s gonna snow tomorrow,” he mentioned casually as he dressed for the cold.

“Really? That’s amazing! I love the snow.”

Ronald’s black coat draped over him, blending warmth and darkness seamlessly.

“What’s up?” Ronald caught her gaze, a playful smirk on his lips.

Suddenly noticing that Ronald seemed to have a wound on his mouth, Stella stepped forward and reached out to touch it.

Stella couldn’t help but tease, “What happened? Got into a fight over a girl?”

Could Ronald actually be seeing someone?

Ronald’s response was a flick on her forehead. “What are you even talking about?”

“Did I… say something wrong?” Stella’s voice wavered, regret evident.

“Come on, let’s go eat.”

Without waiting for his answer, she linked her arm through his, eager to escape the tension. Perhaps she didn’t dare to hear his answer.

Ronald glanced down at her, sensing her sadness.

As they walked, Stella’s attempt to hold back tears failed miserably.

“Why the waterworks now?” Ronald’s voice was gentle, teasing even as he lifted her chin to meet his gaze.

“I’m not… It’s nothing!” Stella protested.

She didn’t dare to say it. But she just couldn’t help it. The moment she opened her mouth, her voice was filled with emotion.

Chapter 240

That voice was a heartbeat away from tears.

Looking at her, all vulnerable and small, Ronald couldn’t help but chuckle. “You really don’t remember?”

“Huh?”

Stella’s eyes, clouded with confusion, stared blankly at Ronald.

Remember what?

Ronald gently took her hand and pressed it to his lips. “Right here, where you bit me.”

Stella was at a loss for words.

What?

Wait, she bit him?

Ronald prodded, “Really don’t remember?”

Stella’s mind buzzed, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of crimson in an instant.

No way, she genuinely didn’t remember! She bit him?

“I didn’t.”

She defended herself reflexively.

Was it really her? But she couldn’t recall anything. Was Ronald pulling her leg?

When Ronald pinched her lip, Stella couldn’t help but open her mouth in protest. “Hey, what are you doing?”

Ronald teased, “Just checking for that little fang.”

Stella quickly wriggled free and clamped her mouth shut.

Looking at Ronald incredulously, she asked, “Did I really bite you?”

“Who else could it have been?”

Who knows?

She hadn’t been by Ronald’s side for years, only catching glimpses of his life in Ferrowland and the odd feats he’d accomplished. As for romantic liaisons or personal scandals, no one dared spread rumors about him.

Swallowing hard, Stella felt her face burning up.

Ronald decided to change the subject. “Come on, let’s get something to eat.”

…

Ronald led Stella to a diner, where they were the only customers left. It was late, but if Stella wanted to eat, Ronald would ensure she got whatever she desired.

What on earth had she done?

Or worse, had she made a bold move?

“What are you looking at?”

She fumbled with her words. “I was wondering if you’re mad.”

Stella couldn’t bear to think further and mentally scolded herself.

Ronald took a sip of water, his voice deep and unreadable, “Do you think I should be mad, Star?”

Stella was a mess. “I… I didn’t mean to. It’s just that…”

She couldn’t finish her sentence, noticing a coldness in Ronald’s eyes.

Where did she go wrong? Tears welled up in her eyes. “I really didn’t mean to…”

Ronald chuckled, setting down his cup. “So, Star, how do you propose we handle this?”

Stella froze.

So, it wasn’t just a bite. She had kissed him? How did a little alcohol lead to this? Things she had never dared to do suddenly happened.

Facing Ronald’s penetrating gaze, Stella was overwhelmed, unable to decipher the emotions swirling in his eyes.

Feeling guilty, she looked down. “What do you think we should do, Ronald?”

Their relationship, it seemed, was no longer innocent.

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