Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 270

So, what happened next?

Ursula ended up wearing that dress, while Stella was left to choose an old-fashioned one from Ursula’s closet.

Thinking back, Stella really hadn’t said anything about it.

Seeing Jaxon silent, Blaise could guess it had something to do with Ursula. He was fuming, his face turning a shade of stormy blue.

“I'm telling you, Mr. Quinn is livid because Star didn't get the proper care in Portis City these past two years. All the trouble our company is facing now is because of Mr. Quinn’s rage.”

In other words, without Stella speaking up, this matter wouldn't just blow over easily.

Jaxon snapped back to reality, his face also storm blue. “So what do we do? Are we supposed to grovel at her feet? When she first came back, didn’t we treat her well? It was her who kept stirring up trouble with Ursula.”

He recalled the epic showdown between Stella and Ursula two years ago. Even though they eventually stopped Stella from sending Ursula behind bars, she had nearly ruined Ursula’s life- almost left her crippled.

Thinking back to Stella’s attitude then, she had been like a wildcat.

Blaise spat out, “And you’re still talking about it? You're driving me insane. You handle this mess.”

Thinking about how he nearly froze to death in Spring Hill today, and now dealing with Jaxon’s attitude, Blaise was on edge.

Jaxon’s expression darkened.

He had to handle it? How was he supposed to do that? Was he really expected to kneel before Stella? Could she even accept that?

…

Ronald brought Stella back, and by the time she was laid in bed, her temperature had stabilized.

With a touch of indulgence, Ronald stroked her forehead. “How are you feeling? Still hurting?”

Stella nodded with a pout, looking up at him. “It hurts.”

That area hurt especially bad.

She hadn’t expected Ronald, usually as gentle as a gentleman, to turn into a wild beast in bed. Her voice was hoarse from screaming and begging for mercy, but he was relentless.

Ronald chuckled softly, playfully pinching her nose. “If it hurts, then lie down and be good, okay?”

Seeing Stella’s uneasy expression, he indulged her further, pinching her cheek. “What’s on your mind?”

Stella looked up at him. “What if Mom finds out? Will she disown me?”

The thought alone made Stella feel utterly embarrassed. Waking up this morning, the person she dreaded facing the most was Ronald.