Chapter 161

Stella finally understood what he meant. “You want me to cook for you?” Weston leaned against the glass door frame beside him, not answering Stella’s question. 

“No problem.” Stella nodded. 

Weston’s silence clearly did not faze her. 

would you like to eat?” she asked as she walked into the kitchen.

almost reaching her waist. He remembered how much shorter it was when they first got married. Every night, she would lie on their bed, her shiny black hair forming a stark contrast with the white sheets. Now every time he saw the clashing colors of black and white, it would remind him

“Surely

to him on a silver plate- the best food ingredients, the best chefs-so no matter what was served up they were all consistently excellent. Weston did not even understand why people had preferences to a certain kind of food because he was so used to being

she was just wasting her time. He completely ignored all the efforts that she made with disdain. To him, it meant nothing at all whether or not Stella was good at cooking. Why should he care, when he could

 

for him after they separated. But strangely enough, even the

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