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. 

you like to eat?” she asked as she walked

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 of Stella in bed and he would lose control of himself for a

darkened. “Surely you know exactly what I

no matter what was served up

his preferences were, what he usually liked to eat or use or do. At the time, Weston thought 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

 

other people to cook for him after they separated. But strangely enough, even the world’s top chefs could not recreate the taste of

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