The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1786

Stella pulled out her phone and saw a message from Shirley from two minutes ago. Andrew’s drunk. I’m taking him back to his room. I’ll be back soon.

She pressed her lips together, slid her phone into her pocket, and was just about to head back to her room when someone caught her eye.

Roger stood not far away, leaning against the wall with one hand. His other hand clutched his stomach, his head lowered, pain written all over his face.

Was it a stomachache?

He glanced up at the same moment she looked over. Their eyes met, and for a second, everything seemed to pause. Stella found herself frozen, not sure if she should walk away or go over to him.

She knew she should keep her distance from Roger. Still, she hesitated, torn between walking away and checking if he was alright. After a moment, she decided to leave and just call someone to help.

But before she could move, Roger spoke. “Could you help me a second?”

Stella stopped in her tracks, her legs suddenly feeling super heavy. She frowned, her voice quiet. “I’ll get someone for you, you…”

“Wait.”

He watched her almost make a run for it. Roger managed a tired smile, a hint of humor crossing his handsome, pale face. His voice sounded rough. “There aren’t many staff assigned to the bridal suite. The few we have are all busy upstairs.”

Stella looked around. The place was completely empty.

“Just a glass of water, that’s all I need.”

She hesitated, but Roger added quickly, “Honestly, if it’s a hassle, you don’t have to. You can go.”

For a second, she thought about all the times he’d gone out of his way to help her. Seeing him look so uncomfortable made her pause. After thinking it over, she went and poured a glass of warm water, then hurried softly over to his side.

“The medicine is in my jacket,” Roger murmured. He noticed Stella wouldn’t meet his eyes. “My jacket’s on the sofa.”

“Okay.”

She quickly fetched his jacket from the sofa and found the stomach medicine in the pocket. She shook two pills out into her hand, carried the glass of water over, and spoke in a low voice. “Roger, here’s your medicine.”

Stella stopped. Her hands clenched automatically at her sides, nerves showing on her face. “Roger, do you need something else?”

First, he’d just wanted water. Then medicine. Then help getting to the sofa. Now what? She could only guess.

“Do you like candy?”

Roger opened his hand to show her a few pieces of candy.

“No…” Stella started. The sight of them made her frown, and her first instinct was to refuse. She really didn’t like situations like this.

She was about to say no, but Roger tossed the candies to her. “Peach flavor. Your favorite.”

Stella caught the candies, feeling all sorts of things at once.

How did he know that peach candies were her favorite?