Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 433

Stella gazed up at Ronald with wide eyes, curiosity and confusion written all over her face.

Ronald chuckled, giving her cheek a playful pinch. "Seriously, Stella, have you spent too much time with Finley?"

Was this something he should be discussing with Hull?

He felt her forehead again, comparing it with his temperature to ensure she was okay.

No fever. It was just some good old-fashioned nonsense.

Stella blinked, realization dawning on her. "Oh my gosh! What on earth was I babbling about? How could I even bring that up?"

"What about Susie?" she asked, worry evident in her voice.

As for Susanna, Ronald pondered for a moment before finally saying, "Don't worry. Hull won’t eat her up."

There it was again, that phrase.

"But Susie is terrified of him," Stella insisted, recalling Susanna’s tearful phone call. She couldn’t help but feel concerned.

Hull was known for being as cold as ice. Susanna, who once seemed brave enough, was only bold when times were peaceful and predictable. The recent events had clearly shaken her.

And Stella knew Hull’s temperament well enough to understand he wouldn’t be offering any comforting words to Susanna.

"Hull rarely meddles in others' affairs," Ronald shrugged.

Stella blinked again, confused. "Huh? What does that mean?"

Ronald sighed, seeing her puzzled face. "It is probably between Hull and Susanna now."

Stella’s eyes went wide. "What?"

Personal matters between a man and a woman?

Seeing her still lost in thought, Ronald sighed again. "We’re heading back the day after tomorrow."

"Really?" Stella’s face lit up instantly. The idea of leaving Portis City was a welcome relief. She couldn’t wait to say goodbye to the drama and head back home.

Though she had cut ties with the Larkin family, they still found their way into her life, especially Cloudia, who seemed eager to latch onto her success.

For years, they’d looked down on her, calling her a country bumpkin, and never once did she reveal anything about her life in Ferrowland. She saw through their facade.

People like that, if they were overly nice to you, it was often because they wanted something from you.

Now they wanted to be friendly? Fat chance.

Ronald nodded warmly. "Yeah, things are wrapping up."