His words suddenly made her think of the food she had wasted, feeling a bit frustrated.
"But all those things are already wasted, there's nothing I can do." She sighed, then glanced at the dishes placed on the kitchen cabinet.
Not the braised pork with too much soy sauce or salt.
And the many burnt spicy chicken cubes...
And the green vegetables that turned a different color for some reason, and the fish that wasn't cooked fully at all.
.........
Mark Duncan walked over and looked at the dishes.
"The food you made for me, how can I let it go to waste."
"But these can't be eaten..." Stella Noah Jackson looked at the dishes regretfully, her heart filled with a sense of frustration!
But at this time, Mark Duncan suddenly raised his hand, unfastened his cufflink... rolled up his sleeves, and then started washing the pot...
His actions left Stella Noah Jackson in astonishment.
"What are you doing..."
Was he here to help her clean up the mess, or did he intend to cook?
