Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)

Stella felt like she wanted to curl up and disappear.

"Dear God, if you could just strike me with lightning right now, that'd be great," she thought, mortified.

Ronald raised an eyebrow. "Star?"

Stella let out an awkward laugh, her cheeks turning a bright shade of red. She was seriously embarrassed.

Finley... that troublemaker.

Would Ronald be mad at Finley? Stella wasn't sure, but she was tempted to strangle him herself.

Seeing her frozen in place, Ronald pulled her into his arms. His long arms wrapped around her effortlessly as he grabbed the item she was clutching.

Stella panicked and tried to hold on, struggling to keep it from him.

"No, don't look," she pleaded, her face scrunched up in embarrassment.

Ronald chuckled softly, easily taking the item from her grasp.

Stella buried her head into his chest, utterly embarrassed.

From above, Ronald's amused voice reached her ears. "Star, are you trying to tell me something?"noveldrama

"I'm not, I swear," Stella mumbled, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, too embarrassed to face him.

Finley, that jerk! She silently cursed him to a lifetime of being single.

Ronald asked, "If not, then why did you get this? Who gave it to you? Susanna?"

Stella was at a loss for words.

So he didn't see the whole scene at the stairway?

She shook her head frantically. "No, no, it wasn't Susanna. It was Finley who gave it to me."

Fine, if Finley wanted to stir up trouble, she wouldn't hesitate to throw him under the bus!

It wasn't her fault. In front of Ronald, she couldn't handle the pressure. If she dared admit she was signaling him, he'd probably carry her straight to the bedroom.

She was still recovering from an injury. Better let Ronald take out his frustration on Finley.

They stood so close, she could feel some change in him.

Sure enough, upon hearing it was Finley who gave her the item, Ronald's demeanor turned a bit colder.

"Finley?"

"Yes, it was him."

Stella decided to keep the rest of what Finley said to herself. Even she wa

throwing him under the

bus, she wouldn't go all the way.

Clinging to Ronald, she changed the subject. "I've got something else to tell you."

"What is it?"

"I didn't take the pills."

"What pills? Wasn't the staff supposed to make sure you took them?"

He was referring to her injury medication. Either he personally fed them to her, or the staff ensured she took them when he wasn't around.

Realizing he hadn't caught on to her meaning, Stella blushed, her voice turning shy. "I mean... those pills."

The tone of her voice gave Ronald the clue he needed.

"Birth control?"

Stella buried her face deeper, nodding. "Yeah."

Ronald replied, "You don't need to take them."

Stella was surprised. "Huh?"

"Tomorrow, I'll arrange for us to get a marriage license. We can have the wedding in Ferrowland later, okay?"

He wasn't going to let her deal with an unplanned pregnancy.

The mention of a marriage license made Stella's heart skip.

For years, she'd dreamed of

marrying him, of holding that piece

of paper

with his name beside hers.

But she'd never dared to voice it, keeping her desires buried deep inside.

And now...

"Are you proposing to me right now?" Stella murmured.

Ronald replied, "Not exactly, but we need to get the license first. After that, whatever you want, it's yours."

He would make sure she had everything a girl should have.

Stella felt overwhelmed with emotion. She hugged Ronald, nuzzling her face against his chest.