Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 165

Ronald stood at the doorway, hearing Stella groan about being tired, a barely perceptible smile flickering in the depths of his penetrating eyes.

He glanced at his wristwatch, “It’s already nine o’clock, you sleepyhead.”

Stella mumbled, “I’m really exhausted. Just want to sleep a bit more.”

“I’m coming in.”

Stella was speechless.

Why was he coming in?

Her voice turned frantic, “No, I’ll be right up.”

The moment Ronald mentioned stepping in, Stella’s voice took on a hurried tone, and she quickly pulled up her collar, wrapping her neck more snugly.

Ronald called out, “Hurry up, the breakfast’s been reheated a couple of times already.”

“Got it.” Stella said, on the verge of tears.

She rummaged through her closet for a scarf but found it too small to cover up properly, so she opted for a chunky knit scarf instead.

Descending the stairs, she saw Ronald sitting on the couch, busy with work on his laptop.

At the sound of her approach, he looked up, noticing the dark circles under her eyes.

“Didn’t sleep well?”

Stella responded with a subdued "Mm-hmm."

How could she, with her heart racing all night?

She glanced at Ronald, who seemed oblivious to the events after their drinks last night. This thought made Stella feel even more aggrieved.

At least he hadn’t taken advantage of her, because if he had, he wouldn’t even remember to take responsibility.

Ronald noticed her scarf, “Feeling cold?”

“Not really,” Stella replied without thinking.

Immediately regretting her words, she braced herself for his response, “Then why wrap such a thick scarf around your neck?”

Stella was at a loss for words, pouting after hearing what he said.

Why, indeed? If not for what he did!

The butler, noticing Stella’s descent, instructed the servants to serve the reheated breakfast.