Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 491

When talking about last night, Susanna was all flustered. She even joined in on Stella's gossip train, forgetting the solemn vows she had made earlier. But she ensured she had the door securely locked before spilling the tea.

"Hey, let me tell you. Hull might truly not be up to it."

Stella was curious. "Oh? Do tell."

Previously, it was all conjecture about whether Hull could get it up or not when talking with Yvonne. They had no solid evidence.

But Susanna's use of the word 'might' and her tone suggested a higher degree of certainty.

Susanna cleared her throat twice. "So, I was rubbing his for long last night, and he didn't react."

Stella nodded. "Well, that's a clear sign, isn't it?"

What a waste of such a good-looking guy.

"So, what did you do to get him so riled up today?"

If Susanna was this scared, it must have been something serious.

Wait a second. Didn't Susanna call her last night?

She was half-asleep at the time. Susanna mentioned something about fever medicine. Did she say… to take a few more?!

Stella's eye twitched. Before Susanna could say anything, "Hold on. How many fever pills did you give Hull last night?"

Oh no. She must have been really out of it, telling Susanna to give Hull extra fever pills. That could be lethal, couldn’t it?

Stella froze. Her brain went numb, silently praying Susanna had the common sense not to follow her advice.

Susanna mumbled, "Just one. When you said that, I figured you were half-asleep."

Stella felt an immediate wave of relief. "That's good. That's good."

Thank goodness. No matter how good Hull was, a few extra fever pills could have knocked him out.

Susanna huffed, "I'm not that dumb."

"So, what did you do to tick off Hull this time?"

It wasn't the physical cooling, and it wasn't about the meds. What else could it be?

Susanna answered, “Well, he fired the cook, you know. He wanted me to make lunch.”

"You can't cook."

Susanna couldn’t cook anything except for oatmeal, but who would eat oatmeal every meal?

Susanna pouted, "I know, but he insisted, so I thought I'd make some pasta."