Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)

For Stella, every single day spent away from home felt like a lifetime. She missed Ferrowland so much—everything about it, but most of all, she missed her family. To cope, she buried herself in work, hoping to ease the ache in her heart.

Now that she was finally back, the familiar aroma of her mom's cook made those long years seem like they had passed in the blink of an eye.

"Want some?" Ronald asked her softly.

Stella nodded. "Yeah."

Even though her taste had changed a lot recently, she couldn't resist at that moment. She remembered this soup her mom's specialty. Lottie Lugar, her mom, loved cooking. No matter how busy she got, she always made time to whip up meals for her kids.

When Stella was little, she was frail, and Lottie practically nursed her back to health with her homemade meals.

Stella hugged the lunchbox and took a sip. "Mm, delicious. Just like old times."

“Mrs. Quinn said it was your favorite, so she made it first thing in the morning before heading out," the butler said.

Upon hearing that, Stella felt a lump in her throat, her nose tingling with emotion. She glanced at Ronald with teary eyes.

Ronald met her gaze, understanding what she felt, and chuckled softly as he ruffled her hair. "Finley sent your news back."

Stella's eyes widened. Finley was a big mouth! He didn't even realize she might be pregnant, yet he spread the news. How did he say it? That she was sick? Considering Finley's reputation as a doctor, Stella was suddenly skeptical about how he became so renowned.

Stella gulped down the soup, finishing every last drop. When she returned the empty lunchbox to the butler, he smiled with satisfaction.

"Mrs. Quinn was worried you wouldn't have an appetite. She'll be thrilled to know you enjoyed it."

What mother wouldn't want her child to appreciate her cooking? Stella didn't feel like eating the soup, but knowing her mom had gotten up early to make it and then headed out, she ate it all.

The butler looked a little emotional. "Being away for so many years, you've grown up, Ms. Quinn."

He thought Stella had become thoughtful and considerate.noveldrama

Reflecting on it, Stella had been gentler and more considerate, while her sister Yvonne, was wilder and more outgoing, often away from home Their mom worried about her too, but Yvonne was hard tocontrol.

Stella glanced at Ronald. "Shall we head to Hull's place first?"

She had promised to pick up Susie right after landing.

Ronald checked his watch and nodded, then instructed the butler, "Take her to Hull."

"Of course," the butler agreed.

Stella asked, "You're not coming with me?"

Ronald replied, "I have some things to take care of here. Once you pick up

Susanna, head straight home."

Stella nodded obediently. "Alright."

Seeing her so compliant, Ronald

ruffled her soft hair again and kisse

her forehead. Then he got into

another car at the cross, followed by several others.

Escorted by three cars, Stella headed to Hull's villa.

Susanna was a bundle of nerves in the villa, having stayed up all night worrying

about potential issues with Hull.

As Stella stepped inside, she found

Susanna with red-rimmed eyes,

preparing medication for Hull,

looking like a forlorn and

overwhelmed young wife.