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. 

she asked as

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

aside and his eyes darkened. “Surely you

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 given the best all the 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,

But strangely enough, even the world’s top chefs

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