Chapter 961
"Wyatt, I want to get a cat; it's so cute!" Stella said.
Wyatt replied, "Small animals are dirty; if you like, go play at a cat cafe."
A conversation from a long time ago flashed through Stella's mind.
Stella was sensible, and she rarely nagged Wyatt about the same thing over and over. But she had mentioned getting a cat several times. She really liked cats, especially those with shiny green eyes. Stella and Wyatt had talked about it many times, and she even showed him videos.
The fluffy and chubby Milo walked up to Stella, sat down in front her, looked up with its vivid green eyes filled with emotions, and continued its chattering.
"Did Wyatt send you to me?" Stella asked.
Fiona shook her head. "He couldn't take care of it, so he gave it to me."
"Couldn't he take care of it?" Stella was slightly surprised.
Wyatt, besides being responsible towards her, was very responsible in general. It was unlikely for him to bring a kitten home.
"Is Wyatt dead?" Stella asked nonchalantly.
"You better stop cursing him." Fiona sighed. "He gave up his inheritance and went traveling around the world alone. He was afraid Milo would suffer with him, so he gave it to me."
Fiona glanced at Milo sitting in front of Stella, wondering if the ground had cooled or something, the cat persistently tucking his tail under his paws.
"Milo seems to really like you," Fiona said.
Stella pursed her lips, bent down, placed her beautiful hand under Milo's armpit, and lifted it.
Milo was very relaxed, stretched out like a long strip. But it still had that grumpy face, pulling its throat, chattering at Stella.
"He doesn't like cats at all!" Stella said to Fiona, "He bought this cat because of me, so Milo is originally mine! Listen, isn't he scolding me for not coming to find him sooner?"
Fiona nodded seriously, giving a thumbs up. "You're the most logical in this aspect!"
After some thought, Stella handed Milo over to Fiona.
Fiona was astonished.
Milo let out a meow.
Stella said, "Alexander will come over later; you can introduce Milo to him then."
"Are you afraid he won't let you keep it?" Fiona asked.
"Other kittens definitely won't, but this one has passed through Wyatt's hands," Stella said. "Do you know how much Milo cost? I have his account number; I'll transfer the money to him!"
Stella really liked Milo. It was so small, so sleek, and so chatty. And its eyes were so beautiful.
It was exactly like the cat Stella dreamt of having when she was a child.
"Okay. Milo will stay here temporarily; if Alexander doesn't mind, you can take him away later." Fiona elongated her voice.
Stella looked happily at Milo.
Fiona put Milo down. It wobbled a few times and accurately found Jessie's luxurious bed.
Jessie had been really tired these days. It was still sleeping at the moment.
When Milo approached, Jessie opened its eyes, suddenly looking as if it had seen a tiger or lion, sitting up in fear.
Milo stood in front of it, raised a paw, and patted Jessie. Milo looked fierce, but in fact, it didn't even touch Jessie.
But Jessie howled continuously, scrambling out of its bed and rushing towards Chicago.
A huge dog hid behind Chicago.
Jessie kept howling.
Milo strolled casually, walked into the dog bed, stepped on it a few times, and then, in a comfortable posture, curled up its golden body and slept in the huge dog bed, leaving everyone around stunned.
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