Chapter 287

'Seriously?' Stella thought.

Out of awkwardness, Marshall scratched his forehead with his finger and said, "I tried my best to negotiate with them, but they said they don't have any food because it's not mealtime yet. They did say they could give us the ingredients if we wanted to cook for ourselves, though."

'No way. I'm here to have fun on the cruise, and I still have to cook my own meals?'

"I'll just wait for mealtime."

Unhelpfully, her stomach grumbled right after she spoke.

Stella smoothed out her clothes, as she was slightly embarrassed. Then, she said, "Let's just leave."

"Wait," Marshall said as he took off his suit. "Can you help me hold this for a while?"

Stella was confused, but she took his suit from him.

Marshall folded up the sleeves of his white shirt. He then added water to the pan that the chef had given him and swiftly lit the stove.

Stella was astonished. "You want to cook something yourself?"

Marshall nodded. "Is spaghetti fine?"

Stella wanted to nod too,