Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 254

"Who's there?"

"It's me."

Ronald's voice came from outside the door.

Stella, who had just relaxed, felt her heart skip a beat again. "What's up?"

Ronald said, "The shower's busted. Mind if I use yours for a quick rinse."

Stella froze. Glancing at the scarf in her hand, panic set in.

"Just, just a sec," she stammered.

Ignoring the pain in her legs, she hurried back to the bathroom to hide the scarf.

Once everything was in place, she opened the door.

Ronald’s gaze flicked to the scarf still draped around her neck, curiosity sparking in his eyes.

"Thought you were hitting the hay. What’s with the scarf?"

Stella was at a loss for words.

The scarf, it seemed, was determined to be the centerpiece of the night. Whoever had left those glaring marks on her neck had ensured she wouldn’t dare go bare-necked for at least a week.

Seeing Stella silent, Ronald reached out to unwrap the scarf.

But Stella, nimble as a squirrel, leaped away.

Ronald raised an eyebrow. "Hmm?"

"I'm cold."

No matter how many times he'd ask, her answer would always be the same: "I'm cold."

She couldn't think of any other excuse.

"Really cold, huh?” His voice softened, a teasing smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Not... hurt?"

Stella's breath hitched. Her mind, already in a fog, completely froze at his words.

"What? No, not at all."

For a fleeting moment, she wondered if Ronald actually remembered.

But that thought quickly dissolved.