�Miss Ren, you can�t be so rude!� Margaret admonished. �Mr. Hunt is a guest, and he just saved us. We should at least have him stay for a meal.�

Then, the older woman turned to Stefan and said, �Mr. Hunt, it�s afternoon now, so why don�t you stay for lunch? What do you usually eat? I can make almost any kind of cuisine, even Western! Just spill your preferences.�

Stefan turned and observed Margaret for a few moments. After a while, he seemed satisfied and started to make uninhibited orders. �I like seafood. Do you know how to make pan-fried salmon with watercress? Crab linguine is fine too. If you make soup, make sure it�s not too thick��

Renee clenched her fist as Stefan continued.

�Have you had enough, Stefan? Do you think my house is a restaurant, ordering food like that?!�

She wouldn�t stop herself from waving her arms wildly like she was chasing flies away as she tried to usher Stefan outside. Go, leave! You�re not welcome here! I�m going to close the door!�

Stefan was unmoving as he said coldly. �I don�t need you to welcome me.�

Then he turned to Margaret and continued, �It�s fine as long as you welcome me, Madam.�

Margaret was slightly stunned. She didn�t expect the rumored cold and heartless man to have such a childish side and immediately played along.

�Yes, of course! You were once the family�s son�in�law, either way, and you�ve also protected Miss Ren for many years! Let me show you what I can do for you today!�

After saying that, Margaret picked up the forgotten bag of groceries and walked into the kitchen, leaving Renee and Stefan to stare at each other awkwardly�.

Renee realized she was the only one who felt awkward. Stefan seemed comfortable and acted as free as he was at home. It profoundly interpreted the quote. �It�s only embarrassing if you care what people think.�

Earlier, Charles Hanns smashed the stuff in the entire living room and made a terrible mess. Only the sofa area seemed to be untouched.

Stefan sat gracefully on the couch and crossed his legs. He asked Renee, �How are you? Have you gotten used to your new place?�

�What do you think? This is my home. Why can�t I get comfortable here?�

Renee looked around and flashed a meek smile. �I�m finally home after four years of wandering. I have to say, home sweet home!�

Stefan�s eyes turned slightly gloomy. He said quietly. �As you said, you have half of the property rights to Hunt Villa. If you want to go back, you can move anytime. It�s your home.�

Renee almost thought she had misheard Stefan. The kind look on her face vanished, replaced by disdain.

�Stefan, aren�t you being a hypocrite? Remember when you made me move out overnight to make room for Desrosiers? That�s not what you said at the time.�

A man�s delayed affection was simply worthless. Besides, Stefan was not actually in love with her. He needed her help. JrNovels.com