Chapter 193

After a while, the table was piled high with food. Stella heard the noises and turned to look at them, which surprised her. Weston didn’t like too many people in the house. Right after they left, he called Stella over. She obediently stood up and walked to the table. Her eyes lit up slightly when she saw a table of food. “What is this?” He forced her to sit and then sat across from her. "Pick what you like to eat." He handed her a plate and a set of chopsticks. There were all sorts of foods on the table. All were made by top chefs, and for Stella to pick. She took in a deep breath. “It’s only a dinner. Did you have to make it this grand?” “At least I’ll know what you like to eat,” Weston replied logically. Her movement stopped and she put her hand on the chair and subconsciously looked at the man in front of her. They locked into each other gazes. She suddenly remembered something, and her lips curved into a smile, and she let out a laugh. But she wasn't sure if the smile