Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 311

Cloudia was gone. She had desperately wanted to help Ursula. But seeing Stella's ruthless decision to cut off Jaxon’s medical care left her too afraid to continue.

If Blaise ever found out she had approached Stella and Jaxon was harmed as a result, it would be the end for both her and Blaise.

Stella turned to her butler. "Take care of it."

The butler nodded. "Yes, Miss."

As for Jaxon, Stella had wanted to deal with him for some time. With Ronald making his move, this was the perfect opportunity for her to act decisively.

The Larkin family had blamed their downfall entirely on her, showing no sign of self-reflection. Since they refused to take responsibility, she saw no reason to hold back.

...

Cloudia had just driven out of Mist Bay when her phone rang.

It was Ursula, her voice weak and frail. "Mom."

Hearing that fragile voice made Cloudia’s heart twist with pain.

In no time at all, the entire Larkin family had become vulnerable and powerless, unable to stand up to someone like Stella.

"Mom, please help me. It hurts so much," Ursula pleaded.

Lying alone in her room at the Larkin estate, with only the maids for company, Ursula was suffering terribly. Her illness had taken her hair, and relentless pain consumed her body, leaving her twitching and unable to sleep. Each passing moment was a fresh agony.

"Did Star agree to let me go abroad?" Ursula asked, feeling a level of despair she had never known before. She could feel her life slipping away. Last night had been unbearable. Sleep evaded her, leaving her trapped in a haze of nightmares.

Stella—everything came back to Stella. She had left her sick and untreated, and now...

Cloudia whispered, "Ursula..."

"Mom, I can’t take it anymore. I didn’t sleep a wink last night. It hurts so much. Please, speak to Star. Beg her to let me go. I’ll admit to whatever she wants," Ursula sobbed.

Cloudia was silent.

"Let her spare me this time. Once I recover, she can do whatever she wants with me," Ursula pleaded desperately.

Trapped in an endless cycle of pain and darkness, Ursula was losing hope. She wasn’t sure she’d ever see another sunrise.