Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)

Talking about it, Lottie couldn't help but sigh.

"You're so sensitive. What if you got married into another family and ended up getting bullied? What then?"

Even though Stella had been raised properly by the Quinn family, Lottie couldn't shake off her concern. Compared to Yvonne, Stella seemed more prone to being bullied.

And just as Lottie had anticipated, wasn't it the folks in Portis City who had given Stella a hard time?

Stella was even more touched. "Mom."noveldrama

"Now, no tears, sweetie. After you finish eating, let's have the medical team give you a thorough check-up," Lottie comforted her patiently.

She shot a hard glance at Ronald, blaming him for not properly preparing Stella. Look at how worried she had been!

Stella nodded obediently. "Okay."

After a few more soothing words, Lottie led Stella over to the dining table. The table was laden with food by the servant, all of Stella's favorites from back in Ferrowland.

Lottie kept serving her more. "Star, I made this one myself today."

"Alright." Stella nodded sweetly, picking up a piece of the pie with her fork and taking a bite. "Mom, your cooking is as wonderful as ever."

Who would have thought that Lottie, the no-nonsense only daughter of the Lugar family, would be such a whiz in the kitchen? And she was quite the cook too.

Stella loved the flavors her mother created.

Lottie said, "I heard that after you moved to Portis City, you developed a fondness for hot wings. I thought you might have outgrown these."

"I love them all," Stella assured her.

The food in Portis City was mostly bland and not that appealing. The only things she really liked there were the hot wings and barbecue. No matter how her taste might have evolved, the flavors of home were irreplaceable. She might have grown tired of them over time, but if she had gone too long without them, the longing would have grown stronger.

Stella was clearly missing them.

"This soup is delicious." With a sip of the soup Lottie had made, Stella looked utterly content. It was genuinely tasty.

Lottie beamed.

For anyone who cooks, having someone appreciate your food is the greatest reward.

"If you like it, have some more. You haven't been eating properly lately, so make sure you eat your fill today."

As Stella sipped her soup, she asked, "Mom, you seem to know everything. Did you know what was up to

all those years in

City?"

Her mom even knew about her poor eating habits. It was like she had a bug on

Stella the entire time.

Lottie paused for a moment at the question.

"I'm not that omniscient, you sneaky girl. You hid yourself well in that place, getting bullied and not coming back."

Mentioning Portis City, and the topic of the Larkin family mistreating her was unavoidable.

Initially, Lottie had no clue Stella was in Portis City. There were so many places abroad she could have gone. Who would have thought she'd end up somewhere where she might not even know the language?

But she had truly underestimated Stella's capacity to learn. In just two or three years, her command of the locaДlanguage was impressive.

Even though her husband had been from that area, he had only taught her a few

phrases.

Stella admitted, "I know I was wrong."

"Hmph..."

Lottie huffed playfully, but she wasn't really angry with Stella.