Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 581

The man smirked, a playful glint in his eyes, "So, you're not hungry?"

"I really don't..."

"Hmm?!"

Susanna hesitated, "Well..." Honestly, she was starving.

It seemed like she was always getting herself into trouble around Hull. If it wasn’t accidentally yanking on his belt, it was grabbing his towel.

And she almost pulled down his sweatpants once. Good thing they were elastic or else...

Oh no!

If this continued, she had no idea which part of Hull she might accidentally grab next time.

“I feel like I'm your jinx.”

Well, there was no point in arguing. It was probably easier to just admit it. Maybe if Hull realized she was a jinx, he'd keep his distance.

Hull seemed taken aback by her declaration. Despite his usual stoic demeanor, a smile tugged at his lips.

A jinx...

What a reason.

With that, he effortlessly scooped her out of the room like a mother cat carrying a kitten, despite Susanna’s protests, “I, I, I’m really not hungry!”

In her frantic struggle to escape, there was a sudden ripping sound. Hull's hurried descent down the stairs stopped abruptly.

And Susanna’s mind went blank as she saw what she had done.

She looked at the piece of fabric in her hand, then at Hull's shirt, which now had a gaping tear, revealing a rather distracting set of abs.

Susanna: "..."

Oh my God—

This was the definition of a meltdown. She couldn’t help but wonder: What kind of material is this shirt made of?

How much force did she use? To actually…