Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 583

Yvonne quickly turned around, covering her eyes, but in her haste, she ended up bumping right into the wall.

"Ouch!" she winced, letting out a small whimper of pain.

Stella heard the thud and cringed instinctively. Just from the sound, she could tell it hurt.

She tried to wriggle out of Ronald's embrace to go check on her sister, but Ronald tightened his arms around her.

"Stella, your sister’s fine," he said.

"But she fell!" Stella protested, concern etched on her face.

"Trust me, she's used to it," Ronald assured her.

Stella blinked in disbelief. Sure, Yvonne was always at the gym, sparring and getting bruised up. But still, she was her sister!

Meanwhile, Yvonne could hear their conversation from where she stood, rolling her eyes even though she couldn’t see the couple. She felt like she was intruding on a moment so sweet it made her teeth ache. It was time to make a swift exit.

Stella squirmed in Ronald’s arms, her cheeks flushed. "You can't be doing this all the time."

Ronald chuckled softly, "Doing what?"

"You know, being all... cuddly when there are people around," Stella replied, her voice almost a whisper.

"Sweetheart, with our big family, there are always people around," he teased.

Stella let out a small huff. Ronald was impossible sometimes.

Originally, Ronald was supposed to stick around to see Stella try on her wedding dress, but then Idris called. Whatever was said on the other end of the line made Ronald's expression harden.

"Game? Weren't you the one insisting on marrying me yesterday?" he replied nonchalantly.

"Seriously? If I actually said I wanted to marry you, would you even dare?" Yvonne huffed, irritated. She knew he was just using this as leverage because he had been meddling with her sister’s relationship.

Frustrated, she ended the call abruptly.

Turning around, she found Ronald emerging from the house.

Their eyes met, and for a moment, Ronald’s expression was unreadable. Yvonne felt a bit uneasy, given the sweet moment she had witnessed earlier.

"Hey, bro," she greeted awkwardly.

Ronald approached her, stopping just in front, reaching out a hand. Yvonne, on instinct, took a small step back.