Chapter overview: Chapter 1932 from The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns
In this standout chapter of the Romance novel The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns, Carmen Henley introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.
Roger was startled by her sudden tears. He pulled back the blanket and pressed his palm against her forehead.
No fever.
Stella kept crying, looking more and more heartbroken.
"Scared of the thunder?" Roger pulled her up, hesitating for a second before asking tentatively, "Do you want me to hold you?"
Stella stared at him, biting her pale lips, sobbing softly.
"Come here." Roger felt his heart clench. Without waiting for her to agree, he scooped her and the blanket into his arms, gently patting the back of her head, his voice soothing. "It's okay. I'm here."
Stella rested her cheek against his shoulder. His scent, mixed with the smell of hospital sanitizer, surrounded her. Her trembling body slowly calmed down.
Looking at the girl in his arms, Roger remembered the jagged scars on her body.
Maybe that was why she kept rejecting him.
He had been waiting all this time for her to open up to him.
No matter what kind of past she had, he didn't care.
"Go to sleep." Roger lowered his head, gently rubbing his jaw against her forehead. His deep, magnetic voice offered an incredible sense of security on this terrifying, stormy night.
The night deepened.
...
When she opened her eyes again, the rain had stopped, and the sky was bright.
Feeling a weight around her, Stella blinked open her eyes and was met with Roger's calm, striking sleeping face.
Looking at the man in front of her, Stella's heart skipped a beat, and her mind instantly cleared.
She tried hard to remember what happened last night.
She remembered the storm, being scared, and then Roger coming over to hold her.
And then... this.
Roger wasn't fully in the bed. He was leaning against the wall, holding her, using the blanket to keep her warm and separated in a remarkably gentlemanly way.
His back injury hadn't healed, so maintaining this posture all night couldn't have been comfortable.
Stella tried to slip out of his arms, but no matter how light her movements were, she woke him up.


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