Chapter 640

There was no way Weston would let Stella get her way. “What did you have for dinner today?” he asked, pinching her nose. Stella wrinkled her nose and snorted before replying, “Garlic noodles. Why?” “Did you forget what I told you?” “No,” she argued. “You told me I could eat it once a week, didn’t you? Well, I used up that chance today.” Stella stirred and stretched, then yawned and turned lazily towards Weston. “You promised me yourself that I could have it once a week,” she reminded him. “So you must make good on your words.” Weston leaned down and bit the tip of her nose playfully. “When did you learn to be this sly and use my words against me, hmm?” Just then, Stella sensed a faint smell of smoke coming from Weston’s body. “Have you been smoking?” she asked, frowning. “Why? Does that upset you?” Stella turned up her nose and replied, “I can’t say I particularly like the smell…” Weston paused and emitted a soft, quiet chuckle. “You really do know how to get your way, d