Chapter 341

Weston stroked her hair beside her cheek and kissed her temple. “You know what I like, Stella. Don’t challenge my patience.” ... The ward was silent for a moment. The food Roger brought over in the afternoon was still on the table beside them. Weston swept a glance at the table and asked Ben to bring another set of food over. She frowned. “I have already eaten.” “You have not if you have just taken a few bites.” He saw that there was still a lot left of her portion. She did not eat much. Although Roger cared about her, he was not that attentive. She did not want to worry him, so she pretended to be full when eating with him. He thought that she had had enough food, so he left. However, her appetite had been bad all year—or rather, it had been unpredictable. “If you want to stay in the crew yet not take care of your diet, I will reconsider—” “Alright, I will eat!” she interrupted in annoyance. All he knew was to use this to threaten her. Why was he so annoying? He glanced