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

shiny black hair forming a stark contrast with the white sheets. Now every time he saw the clashing colors of black and white, it

eyes darkened. “Surely you know exactly what I like

fact, not even his own parents knew his exact preferences. Growing up, he had always had the best of everything served up 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

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

 

him after they separated. But strangely enough, even the world’s top chefs could not recreate the taste of the food that

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