Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 634

“Alright, I’ll grab a quick bite before I head out.”

Whether it was the Larkin family or Yorick, Stella was really in no mood to talk about anyone right now.

The moment Yvonne heard Stella mention food, she perked up.

“Exactly, you should eat something! Mom and your brother both said you need to eat before the party, that’s why I called you down.”

Eating, of course, would take a little time.

Yvonne quickly called a maid to help Stella change. The pale blue dress looked stunning on her.

But since it was form-fitting, Yvonne eyed her critically. “Hmm, got a bit of a baby bump now, huh?”

Pregnancy did change things a little, after all.

Stella glanced down and, sure enough, saw her belly sticking out just a little.

Yvonne grinned, “Honestly, you look adorable.”

Worried Stella might feel self-conscious, Yvonne tried to reassure her.

But Stella had never cared about that stuff. “Doesn’t matter. It’s not like I’m trying to impress anyone.”

Yvonne: “Wait, what?”

Stella turned to the maid. “Could you grab that white cardigan for me? I’m wearing it tonight.”

Even if it was an important dinner, she wasn’t about to freeze for fashion.

Yvonne just sighed. Guess she truly wasn’t planning to show off.

Not that she ever needed to. Growing up, Ronald always cared way more about Stella’s health than her looks.

If she put on a few extra pounds, he’d be delighted.

---

Once Stella was dressed, she finally sat down to eat.

At the table, she tucked into her food heartily.

Probably something Lottie had the kitchen staff whip up—a special herbal tea or vitamin drink to help with her pregnancy. Whatever it was, it worked wonders. The nausea was gone.

Yvonne had planned to eat with her, but after a single bite, she just stared at Stella’s enthusiasm. Honestly, watching Stella eat like that made her hungry too.

“Hey, you sure you’re okay? If you feel sick, maybe take it easy. Wouldn’t want you to get sick right before the party.”

Stella looked at Ronald, eyes still pleading. “Bro, I—”

“What did you just call me?” Ronald cut her off, eyebrow raised.

Stella froze. “Uh…”

Yvonne blinked. Wait, what was she supposed to say?

Ronald ruffled Stella’s hair, a little smirk on his face. “Try again.”

Meeting his gaze, Stella’s face went bright red. “Husband?”

Yvonne: “…”

Really? She had to witness this level of cheesiness?

And Ronald wasn’t done yet. He looked over at Yvonne, eyebrow still cocked. “And what do you call her?”

“Star?” Yvonne replied, genuinely confused.

What now? Did she get it wrong too?