The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1946

"I see." At that, the tension vanished from Roger's shoulders. He slipped his feet into the shoes with absolute willingness, strolling into her living room like he owned the place.

Stella's apartment was moderately sized, impeccably clean, and undeniably cozy. She nervously twisted her fingers together as she watched him shrug off his heavy trench coat and loosen his tie before dropping onto her sofa. No man had ever been in her home before.

"What parts were you struggling with?" Roger adjusted the crease of his trousers, tilting his head to look at the highly anxious girl hovering in the center of the room. He let out a low chuckle. "What are you so afraid of? I don't bite." Although the temptation was definitely there.

"Come here." He patted the empty cushion next to him, picking up the stack of papers and a pen, immediately diving into the material. Seeing that he was genuinely there to tutor her, Stella finally dragged her feet over and sat down beside him.

"These sections are the core concepts..." Roger began, and Stella leaned in, soaking up every word. The tangled mess in her brain started to unravel flawlessly. She knew he had an impressive grasp on psychology, but she hadn't expected his knowledge to be this profound. Without her even realizing it, her admiration for him skyrocketed.

By the time they finished going through two dense chapters, the clock had struck 2:00 AM.

"Does that make sense now?" Roger asked softly, rolling his stiff neck.

"Yes." Stella nodded dutifully, a small, genuine smile gracing her lips. "Thank you."

The tutoring session was over. He was probably going to leave now, right?

"I'm a bit hungry." As if reading her mind, Roger met her gaze, his voice dropping an octave. "Do you have anything to eat?"

Stella blinked in surprise, then nodded. "I do." She pushed herself off the couch and headed into the kitchen.

"Do you want some noodles?" she asked tentatively, holding up a tomato and a few eggs. He had been working late and then spent four hours tutoring her. She couldn't in good conscience kick him out on an empty stomach.

"Sure." Roger followed her in, his large frame crowding the small space as he stood right behind her.

"You know how to cook?" he asked, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched her expertly dice the vegetables.

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