Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)

Ronald glanced down and noticed her cute little nose, turning a bit pink from the cold. Her cheeks, always a tad chubby in a charming way, were now rosy and warm.

Stella, already tired, leaned against him as he gently tousled her hair, and soon sleep began to tug at her.

His gaze wandered, and he noticed her towel was slipping. She had matured well over the years, and seeing what was half-hidden made Ronald's lips curl into a smile. No one knew what new thoughts were stirring in his mind at that moment. Stella seemed completely oblivious, her voice lazy as she spoke, "The situation Idris mentioned earlier- was Xander causing trouble again?"

"He wouldn't dare right now."

There was a situation with Mervin Burton that needed handling urgently, so Xander was too busy to cause trouble.

Stella opened her eyes slightly. "So, what's going on?"

"We need to head back to Portis City for a bit."

At that, Stella's brow furrowed. "Aren't we going back to Ferrowland? I miss Mom."

Since Mrs. Lugar had been so supportive on the phone, Stella had felt much more at ease.

Ronald finished drying her hair, tossing the towel aside. "Want me to take you back first?" "Huh?"

Ronald proposed, "I've got some things to handle. It won't take long."

"I'll just go with you," Stella replied, her soft voice full of affection as she wrapped her arms around his lean waist. She truly missed her mom but couldn't bear to be apart from Ronald.

Listening to her mumble and grumble, Ronald couldn't help but smile mischievously. He scooped her up and playfully tossed her onto the small bed, following her quickly.

Meanwhile, over in Portis City, Yorick had heard about the intense skirmish at Mist Bay the previous night. He rushed over as soon as he got the news, but by the time he arrived, everything seemed back to normal.

Susanna happened to be coming out of the place. Yorick hurried to intercept her. "Where's Stella? Is she okay?"

Susanna was still a bit dazed. She had intended to leave the previous night but ended up fainting from fright and had to crash at Mist Bay. By morning, everything was back to normal as if nothing had happened. Seeing Yorick, Susanna scoffed, "Why are you acting all concerned about Stella now?"

Yorick caring about Stella's wellbeing? Susanna would never buy it.noveldrama

Yorick's expression hardened, and he gritted his teeth. "I just need to know if she's alright."

His eyes were cold as ice.

Susanna's patience was wearing thin. "What business is it of yours, Yorick? Your heart's big enough for Ursula; spare some room for Stella, but she doesn't need it. She never needed you." Yorick's breath came in ragged gasps, his fists clenched. "I just want to know how she is."

Susanna replied, "People only realize what they had after they lose it. But Stella was never yours to lose."

Without another word, she turned

and walked away, unwilling to engage any further. Susanna had seen enough when Ronald showed up in Portis City. Even if Ursula hadn't returned, there was no way Stella would end up with Yorick.

As she walked, Susanna recalled the wedding dress Stella had tried on. She had overheard something about it being designed by a particular company but hadn't thought much of it at the time. Now, looking back

now, it seemed like the wasn't

about Yorick at all. Could the company designing the dress be connected to Ronald?

Yorick, the fool, had never truly cared for Stella. Susanna had been upset on Stella's behalf for a long time, but now it seemed clear - Stella had never been invested in him either. "Stella's really come a long way," Susanna muttered to herself as she drove away.