Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)
Chapter 134

"Are you really going to let me leave the hospital? You won't, will you?"

"Your condition doesn't allow it at the moment, and even if we were to consider discharging you, there's a lot of preparation involved."

Like ensuring the medical team could keep up, not to mention all the equipment that needed to come along. They needed to be able to check on her whenever necessary, not just leave things to chance.

That was exactly why Yorick had been so keen on buying the Wave Residence. Ursula's medical team alone consisted of nearly twenty people! The Wave Residence was spacious enough to accommodate everyone comfortably, including a dedicated room for all the medical equipment.

"Will I ever get the chance to leave the hospital? Or am I going to die here?"

"Shut up!"

At the mention of dying, Yorick's voice dropped to a stern whisper.

Ursula fell silent. Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at Yorick, who grew even more concerned at her appearance.

He sighed, gently running his fingers through her soft hair, only to find a couple of strands coming away in his hand.

Seeing the strands of hair in Yorick's palm, Ursula trembled uncontrollably, "Rick, I..."

Yorick comforted, "Don't worry, your hair will grow back once you're better."

"Will it really grow back?"

Would it? To Ursula, hair was a symbol of life itself. Losing it to illness felt like a harbinger of life's end.

"I'm really scared. I want to leave the hospital. I don't want to stay here."

Her voice was desperate, masking the true reasons for her desire to leave. Seeing Ursula's despair, Yorick sighed and took her in his arms.

"Okay, you'll leave the hospital soon."

"Rick..."

"I promise, within a week you'll be out, okay?"

Hearing his words made Ursula smile, "Really?" "Yes, really."

In that moment, Yorick's voice was firm, offering Ursula some comfort. She truly didn't want to stay in the hospital any longer, where the smell of disinfectant only added to her endless misery and dread

Meanwhile, at Stella's.

Ronald had returned, and the two sat across from each other, with Stella casting uneasy glances his way.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Ronald was slightly tipsy, "Got a thing for old men? Hoping for an inheritance?"

Stella was left speechless.

When did he get back? He'd heard everything not meant for his ears.

"Well...you know, Yorick mentioned that the owner of Wave Residence was some

wasjust Sixty-six-year-old guyri

wasjust trying to rattle him,

all

swney

Better clear things up quickly. Especially in front of Ronald. Misunderstandings could lead to her own misery. Stella didn't want that!

Ronald, hearing her awkward explanation, laughed and pulled her close, his warm fingers caressing her chin.

"Yorick's lot hasn't figured out who owns Wave Residence yet?"

Stella replied, "Clearly not up to the mark!"

With Ronald, she made sure to clarify everything. She didn't have the same patience with Yorick, who always seemed so self-assured,

always threatening to block ne

her

cards, and her paths, even demanding she shut down her studio.

With all their resources, they should find out things on their own! She hadn't expected Yorick's investigation to end up like this.