At times, Weston felt that it would hurt if he knew too much. He didnât want to see too deeply into her.
Perhaps a little selfâdeception would help him feel better.
Hence, not wanting to bother with her anymore, he stood up, tossed his pen casually onto the table, and tucked his hands into his pockets. âLetâs go out. You said youâd treat me to a meal.â
Stella stood up steadily and sighed. âI didnât expect you to take it so seriously.â
âDid you just say that casually?â
âAlright, since you signed the papers.â
She ran her finger through her fingers. âBut I might need to go home first. My two children are still waiting for me at home. I need to inform them.
He suddenly changed his mind. âNo need. Letâs go to your place.â
Without looking at him, she looked down at her phone and sent a text message.
A moment later, only then did she faintly spit out a few words. âYou wish.â
She looked up and swept a glance at him. Her smile was beautiful, but it was abominable in the eyes of the man.
âItâs just a meal. I wonât do anything to them.â
âDo you want to meet them so badly because you think they might be your kids?â
He did not say a word and stared at her in silence.
He knew that Stella wouldnât be giving him a definite answer within a short time.
Even if she denied it again and again, he knew it wasnât the truth.
She sighed. âAlright. Letâs do this. Iâll ask them if they want to come to dinner with you.â
âLet me talk to them.â
She raised her eyebrows, wondering where he got his confidence. âSure.â
After that, she hit the call button.
It was the nanny who picked up the call. After talking to Stella briefly, the nanny asked Elias to talk to her.
Weston planned to talk to the little girl at first, but it was the voice of a boy âHello, is this Mommy?â
He glanced at Stella. Pulling his necktie, he subconsciously slowed down his breathing and said gently, âNo.â
âWho are you?â Elias sounded confused and was a little alert.
Westonâs gaze changed, and an ineffable aura surrounded him. âI am called Weston,â he solemnly introduced himself.
âWestonâ¦â
Elias mumbled his name but did not say anything more. Where is my mommy? Why did she put you on the phone? Is there something wrong?â
He spoke clearly and logically, and it was apparent that he was a brilliant kid.
âYour mother wants to invite me to dinner, and she wants to bring you and your Emma along. I wonder if you would like to come with us?â
Stella blushed immediately, grabbed his phone, and glared at him.
You cheat.
She mouthed. âHow could you ask that?â
Sure enough, Eliasâ cheerful voice could be heard. â Really? Mommy is taking us out for dinner? Yeah! I am going to call Emma right now!â
Then, he hung up the phone.
Stella was speechless.
Weston looked at her with a smirk. âSee. I asked, and heâs happy to have dinner with me.â
âYouâre misleading him!â
She looked at him, dissatisfied. âDonât you think itâs a little shameless to set up a small child using such tricks?â âI donât think so.â