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

married. Every night, she would lie on their bed, her shiny black hair forming a stark contrast with the white sheets. Now

thoughts aside and his eyes darkened. “Surely you know exactly what I like to

food ingredients, the best chefs-so no matter what was served up they were all consistently excellent. Weston did not even

how Stella saw things. After they got married, she would always ask Weston what 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

But strangely enough, even the world’s top chefs could not recreate

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