Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up.

Stella followed suit, watching as the man walked over to the wardrobe to grab her some comfy loungewear.

"I can dress myself," she said instinctively, reaching out her hand.

But he sidestepped her attempt. "Mom mentioned last night that I should take

good care of you," Ronald replied with a playful smile.

Stella looked puzzled. "Huh? It's just putting on clothes."

She was used to having everything taken care of at home, so she couldn't quite understand what more he could do.

With a soft chuckle, Ronald reached to undo the buttons of her pajamas.

Stella's heart skipped a beat. She instinctively grabbed his wrist, her face flushing. "I-I can do it myself," she stammered.

Ronald affectionately pinched her little nose. "Alright, you can do it yourself."

He handed her the clothes, choosing not to tease her further.

Relieved by his words, Stella realized after all this time that her usually composed and serious brother didn't have the strongest self-control.

Once she was dressed, she headed to the bathroom, where Ronald had already prepared her toothbrush with toothpaste.

Standing beside him, she noticed in the mirror how her head barely reached his shoulder.

No wonder Yvonne always teased her about being short.

"What are you looking at?" Ronald asked with a gentle ruffle of her hair, seeing her standing still with the toothbrush in hand.

Stella pouted, "Back in Portis City, I'm considered pretty tall."

But here, among the Quinn family, she was clearly the shortest.

Ronald chuckled at her remark. "When you were little, you were quite frail. The doctor said you were born with some deficiencies. You spent the first twenty days in the hospital after we found you."

Stella's heart twinged at the words "found you."

Her mom had told her the story before: she was tiny, soft, and pale, and they couldn't bear to let her go.

But When she got sick, it wa

challenge.

She couldn't help but think, if it hadn't been the Quinn family who found her, she might not have made it.

Her mom said she had pneumonia and liver issues, quite a lot for a little baby to endure.noveldrama

With a bittersweet smile, Stella snuggled against Ronald's arm. "Was I difficult as a kid?"

Ronald nodded. "One doctor even said you might not make it past five."

Stella was taken aback. Her mom had never mentioned that.

Since it came from Ronald, it must be true. She hugged him tighter.

Ronald looked down at her teary eyes and gently pinched her nose again. "But look at you now, healthy as can be."

Stella was certain that without the Quinn family, given the Larkin family's nature, she might not have survived.

Now she felt pretty healthy, rarely falling sick since her earliest

family's care. Content heel

"And one more thing..."

"Hmm? What else?" she asked, fearing more bad news.

Ronald smiled, "You can't call me 'brother' anymore."

Stella blinked. Right, she probably shouldn't.

"Got it," she replied sweetly.

After they finished getting ready, they headed downstairs, only to overhear Lottie

Lugar talking to the housekeeper.

The housekeeper asked, "How should I send the message?"

What message?

Lottie thought for a moment before saying, Just send: Our darling

daw is all grown

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Stella and Ronald shared a helpless glance.