Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)
Chapter 179

Stella couldn't be bothered to engage with him any longer and turned to leave.

But Yorick grabbed her again, his head pounding fiercely. It was clear that Stella hadn't shown any mercy earlier. It felt like his brain was being scrambled. Catching Yorick's gaze, Stella raised an eyebrow. "Again?"

In that brief instant, Yorick's gaze shifted, catching the swelling on Stella's lips and the marks peeking out from the edge of her scarf.

His mind went blank, his vision shattered.

He reached out and yanked the scarf from around Stella's neck, revealing several hickey marks.

In that instant, Yorick found it hard to breathe.

"You and those guys?"

Yorick couldn't finish his sentence. He was an adult, after all. He knew exactly what those marks meant.

No one knew how he had spent the past few days, tormented by the thought of Stella with other men, convincing himself she was just angry with him and that it was all for show. But now... was it all for show?

"Are you nut?"

Talking about Ursula was one thing, but bringing up her man? That was something else entirely. Did he think he could just talk about her man like that?

Stella tried to shake off Yorick's grip, but the damn man held on tight.

Furious, Stella delivered a swift kick to his stomach, accompanied by a loud 'thump'. The moment Yorick groaned and released Stella's wrist, Ronald stood there, hands in pockets, his gaze icy. Yorick, clutching his stomach and gasping for breath, glared at Ronald.

So it was both Stella and Ronald who had kicked him simultaneously.

Yorick felt as if his insides were shattered; the pain was unbearable!

He glared at Stella. "You... you..."

Seeing Ronald, Stella asked, "How did you get here?"

"When did you become so weak?"

Ronald took off his coat and wrapped it around her.

"It's already cold, and you're dressed so lightly."

Ronald's cool, fragrant scent enveloped Stella, pleasant and slightly sweet, drawing her in.

Hearing Ronald's comment about Stella's weakness, Yorick's face turned even paler.

Did women even possess such strength? Stella must have fought dogs for food with that kind of ferocity.

Stella muttered, "I did kick him, and then you showed up."

Ronald pulled her up by the hand, his gaze warningly fixed on Yorick, who was still struggling with the pain.

Yorick, breathing heavily and sweating coldly, glared at Stella. "Stella, explain yourself."

Before she could respond, Ronald approached Yorick with an icy demeanor.

Yorick instinctively tried to back away, but it was too late-

With a kick, Ronald sent Yorick sprawling on the ground, and Yorick could swear he heard a 'crack'. Without a doubt, his already injured hand must have been damaged further. Before he could even attempt to rise, Ronald stepped on his back.

"You bastard!"

Yorick was furious. No one in Portis City had ever dared to treat him this way. This was an insult!

Seeing the situation from his car, Orion immediately rushed over.

Even Stella, seeing Ronald's dangerous demeanor, felt her heart jump to her throat.

For a brief moment, a bloody scene flashed through her mind, making her fear that someone might get seriously hurt next.

Ronald's voice was icy. "You think bullying her is fun?"

Yorick, gritting his teeth, shot back, "Let me go if you're so tough."

Ronald pressed down harder with his foot. "If you can't even stand up from under my foot, what could you possibly do if I let you go?"

Yorick gasped for air, his anger palpable as he glared at Stella. "Stella, get your man off me."