Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 790

Hull’s suggestion to keep training honestly made her a little nervous.

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Hull showed up on the beach.

Silas and Barnaby hurried over. Silas was the first to speak, a bit deferential, “Bro, Brett went to see Pops, but Idris chewed him out before he got there.”

Hull raised an eyebrow. “So he didn’t get to meet him?”

“Nope.” Silas nodded.

Hull smirked, his mood obviously improving.

He didn’t bother discussing Brett further, just turned to Silas. “Hey, get the kitchen to switch up Susie’s lunch today. Give her… uh…”

Hull trailed off, suddenly uncertain.

Silas asked, “What’s Susie craving?”

Hull: “…”

As if it was up to what she wanted. The point was… what should she eat to help with that issue?

“What kind of food helps, y’know, with… uh… bigger boobs?” Hull asked, straight-faced.

Silas: “!!!”

Barnaby: “???”

Both guys froze, staring at Hull in utter shock.

Silas’s mouth twitched. “Bro, did you just say…?”

Hull stayed silent, not backing down.

Barnaby tried to help, “He means food to, you know, help her fill out. Guess he thinks Susie’s frame is a bit… bony.”

Silas: “!!!”

Uh… Wait, what?

Food for, uh, bust enhancement?

For a split second, both of them pictured Susanna’s flat, skinny figure.

Wasn’t that something she should be handling herself? But here was big brother, getting someone to make her special meals first.

Barnaby thought to himself, Since last night, bro really can’t take it anymore, huh? Just how bad is it? He was speechless.

Silas just blushed bright red. He never expected Hull to care about that kind of thing.

Both guys felt awkward as hell.

Hull, on the other hand, was dead serious. “Yeah, tell them to make her extra portions of whatever helps.”

Silas nodded, still blushing. “Yes, sir.”

Susanna stepped up. “What for—ah!”

Before she could finish, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her right into his arms.

Susanna: “!!!”

Wait—weren’t they supposed to be training?

Hull’s large, warm hand squeezed her slim waist, and he couldn’t seem to resist giving her a little squeeze.

Susanna squirmed. “Hey, what are you doing? That tickles.”

She barely got the words out before he just scooped her right up.

She was so light, so small. Hull picked her up like she weighed nothing, like she was a kitten or a bunny.

He called it “training,” but honestly, Hull wasn’t exactly a pro at coaching people. Yvonne had already pushed Susanna hard these last few weeks, and as a result, her stamina and endurance were way better than before. She could definitely run for her life if she needed to.

Under the blazing sun, Susanna aimed a pistol at a distant apple and nailed it in one shot. But if the target got any smaller, she missed.

Hull stood behind her, occasionally adjusting her stance.

“Could you, uh, maybe stand a little farther away?” Susanna mumbled, flustered.

It was already hot as hell out here, and this man radiated even more heat. She was already waking up parched every morning after sleeping in his arms. And now, every time he corrected her form, his hand found her waist, his palm burning against her skin.

Susanna felt herself getting hotter by the second…