Chapter Summary: Chapter 688 – Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) by Leo Kent
In Chapter 688, a key moment in the Romance novel Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella), Leo Kent delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.
Stella just chewed out, “So, no one’s got the guts anymore, huh?”
Really, was there no one left brave enough?
Stirring the pot, Stella declared, “There’s no way this’ll happen a third time.”
She sounded so sure, like she already had the evidence in her hands.
Ronald grinned and pinched her cheek affectionately. “Two years in Portis City and your IQ’s taken a real nosedive.”
“Ow, that hurts…” Stella shot Ronald a wounded look.
Seriously?
“But I’m just telling it like it is,” she protested.
Anyway, she’d analyzed the situation to death, and that’s just how things stood.
But from here on out, whether it was Dan plotting revenge or Aira scheming, this mess wasn’t going to blow over so easily. Once you got on Yvonne’s bad side, nobody got out unscathed.
“Mmm—”
Suddenly, a smell hit Stella, and she felt nauseous. She instantly clapped her hand over her mouth.
Ronald’s brow furrowed. “What’s wrong?”
“Something stinks. I think I’m gonna hurl.”
At that, Ronald shot a look at the housekeeper.
The housekeeper caught on right away and hurried over with a glass of cold lemon water—Stella was extra sensitive to smells lately.
The kitchen staff had been extra careful, but somehow, they’d still managed to trigger her stomach.
Ronald took the glass and held it to Stella’s lips. “Here, sip this. It’ll help.”
Lemon was great for pregnant women—helped mask all those overpowering smells.
After a few sips, Stella felt much better. “Yeah, that’s a lot better.”
Ronald set the glass down, and his gaze landed on a platter of salmon that had just been brought out.
His expression darkened. “No more fish at the table from now on.”
“Huh? There’s fish?” Stella looked confused.
She hadn’t noticed any fish during dinner. When did they bring that out?
Ronald was always so observant.
She hadn’t felt sick when he sat down, but the minute the fish showed up, something was off.
The housekeeper went pale. “I—I’m so sorry, sir.”
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