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.

like to eat?” she asked as she walked into the

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

aside and his eyes darkened. “Surely you know

best chefs-so no matter what was served up they

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 not Stella was good at cooking.

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

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