Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 399

Hull watched as Susanna's head tipped to the side, and suddenly her tear-streaked face was nestled right against his knee, leaving a damp spot on his jeans.

At that moment, he seriously considered kicking her out of the car.

"Women are such a hassle," he grumbled, unable to hide his irritation.

He thought of Stella, who was also prone to tears, and wondered how Ronald managed to deal with it all.

Hull hoisted Susanna back onto the seat, noticing how disheveled her clothes were and his frustration only grew. He shrugged off his own jacket and draped it over her.

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Over in Portis City, Stella had finally been coaxed into bed by Ronald.

The night was particularly cold in Portis City, with the warmth of the house sharply contrasting the snowy landscape outside.

Stella had been resisting, sitting on the window sill, but Ronald eventually carried her to bed.

"You won't let me go out and play, and now I can't even look outside?" she complained.

Stella loved the snow, absolutely adored it.

"You need to sleep more," Ronald insisted. Both Finley and the female doctor had emphasized the importance of rest for her recovery.

Stella pouted. "But I slept so much during the day, I'm not tired now."

"I know."

Stella was puzzled. He knew? Then why is he making her go to bed?

Ronald's eyes met Stella’s baffled ones as he gazed down, a sly grin spreading across his face. Stella recognized that smile and felt a wave of apprehension.

"No way, I'm not doing that."

Ronald looked at her alarmed reaction and flicked her forehead lightly. "Silly girl, what are you imagining?"

Stella was confused. It was not what she thought? Then why did he smile to her like that? Terrifying!

Ronald, ever since they had crossed that line in their relationship, had become much bolder. To Stella, he used to seem like such a gentleman - kind and serene. And later on, Stella had seen other sides of him, including a ruthlessly determined one.

Recently, she’d discovered just how far a gentleman’s charm could stretch.

"What are you doing up there? Get the hell down right now!"

Lola yelled back, "I won't! You have to transfer all the money to me today, or I'll jump with the baby."

More than three million! Cloudia had actually approached Jaxon to pool together money for Ursula's treatment. Lola was stunned that Ursula seemed to wield such influence.

"Get down."

Jaxon’s head pounded with stress. Despite his feelings towards Lola, he couldn't ignore his responsibility for his son.

Cloudia, witnessing Lola’s stunt, was furious. "You won’t be happy until you tear this family apart, is that what you want? Get down this instant!"

Lola’s anger flaring as she saw the irritated Cloudia. She shot back, "Me, tearing this family apart? What a joke. You must see Ursula's true colors by now. Yet, you're still bending over backwards to help her?"

Even if Cloudia had been blind to Ursula's nature before, the recent necklace incident should have been eye-opening. Yet, despite everything, Cloudia remained committed to helping Ursula.

"At this point, if you told me Ursula wasn't your secret child, I wouldn't believe it."

Lola was incredulous at Cloudia's selfless dedication. What foster mother would go to such lengths, nearly exerting the entire family’s resources, just for an adopted daughter?