Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 339

Idris hurried out of the lounge.

Ronald gently patted Stella’s back, comforting her like a child. “There, there, it’s all over now. I’ve also punished Harvey, okay?”

“Harvey? Who's Harvey?”

She didn’t recognize the name.

Ronald explained, “He’s in charge of security at Mist Bay.”

Stella was taken aback. “Oh…”

“No, really, it’s Xander who's the tricky one. You don’t have to be so hard on your own people, do you? Xander, with his conniving ways, must have had a plan all along.”

Ronald chuckled. Even though they had only been apart for a short while, Stella was still shaken. But she had tried desperately to reach Ronald, fearing another long separation like before.

Ronald leaned down and kissed her gently. Stella traced her finger along his palm. “Did you hear what I said?”

“Yeah.” He responded softly, pulling her closer as the room seemed to grow warmer.

Just as Ronald was about to lose himself in the moment, a knock came at the door. “Sir.”

The temperature in the room seemed to plummet instantly.

Startled, Stella, like a startled rabbit, immediately nestled closer into Ronald’s arms. Ronald didn’t look too pleased either.

“What’s up?”

Idris replied, “There’s a situation.”

Ronald frowned and glanced at Stella in his arms.

The mention of a “situation” made Stella tense. What could possibly be happening in a place like Patrina? Could Xander be up to something again?

Ronald gently placed her on the small couch. “Why don’t you take a nap? Or maybe a shower?”

After traveling non-stop for over a day, Stella had been on edge the whole time.

But when Ronald suggested a shower, she paused for a moment, her face turning a shade of pink she couldn’t hide.

Ronald stood up and left the room.

Ronald raised an eyebrow, amused. “Oh? Are you planning to use that as an excuse forever?”

He took two steps forward, pulling her into his arms.

Stella protested, “No, I mean, it still hurts. I can’t…”

Flustered, her words tumbled out incoherently. “This is Patrina. We’re still on Xander’s turf. We should get out of here before that scoundrel causes more trouble.”

Scoundrel? So that’s what she thought of Xander?

Ronald’s grin widened. “Is that really how you see him?”

Stella huffed, “He’s no good.”

If it wasn’t for him, she and Ronald wouldn’t have been separated for so long. That jerk had taken advantage of the Quinn family’s turmoil to kick Ronald while he was down.

Ronald pulled her into his arms, and she didn’t know when, but he had a towel in his hand, carefully drying her hair.

Stella relaxed into his embrace, feeling as comfortable as she did when she was little, back when Ronald would dry her hair and she’d sit still, trusting him completely.