Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 99

Seeing Yorick, Cloudia couldn't hold back her profound distress.

"Rick, Ursula...she's in so much pain."

Her medical team had been replaced with Yorick's people, all top-notch experts he had found. Likely swayed by the reputations of Tegan and Finley, Cloudia always harbored this illusion that with Tegan and Finley on Ursula’s treatment team, they could alleviate some of her suffering. Their involvement brought hope, not just in results but in making Ursula’s journey less painful.

Every time Cloudia saw Ursula writhing in agony, she became even more determined to have those two join her treatment.

Yorick frowned, his voice tinged with helplessness, “I know.”

With Ursula battling so many ailments, how could she not suffer? The pain was inevitable.

Cloudia exclaimed, “We must get Finley and Tegan involved. I’m really worried, Rick. I’m afraid Ursula might not make it through another bout of pain.”

Yorick responded, “If they get involved, their approach wouldn’t be much different.”

In his opinion, he believed that given Ursula’s current condition, it was impossible not to feel any pain.

Cloudia insisted, “No, they're highly skilled and have a great reputation. They can definitely ease Ursula’s pain.”

“Rick, please, find a way. You always do. Stella, that heartless woman, she refuses to listen to anything I say now.”

Stella’s obstinacy was driving Cloudia to despair.

Yorick fell silent at the mention of Stella, a shadow passing over his eyes.

Cloudia continued speaking, but Yorick was lost in thought, missing her speech.

“Rick? Rick!”

Noticing Yorick’s distraction, Cloudia’s concern deepened, catching his gaze.

Yorick, after being called out a few times, snapped back to reality.

“Alright.”

The caregiver, who had been massaging her legs, respectfully exited the room, leaving Ursula alone to answer the call, “Hello?”

“It’s me.”

The voice of a middle-aged man, deep and resonant, came through the phone.

It had been almost three years since that car accident, after which this man had vanished completely.

Hearing his voice now, Ursula felt a sharp pang in her heart, “Why are you calling me?”

Their dealings had concluded with that incident, settled in full at the time, and had been over since then.

Receiving this call now, Ursula sensed an ominous feeling. As expected, the man on the line declared, “I’m short on cash. I need money.”