The moment their gazes met, Rosalie's heart constricted slightly, and she forced herself to withdraw her gaze calmly and pretend that she had just unintentionally looked over.

"Eat quickly, the food will be cold soon if you don't eat it,” Lisa urged with a smile.

Hearing this, Rosalie came back to her senses. She nodded absentmindedly and scooped a bit of food for all three of the kids.

Estie looked at the dishes on her plate but was reluctant to touch her cutleries.

Rosalie looked at the little girl with concern. "What’s wrong, Estelle? Do you not like to these?"

She recalled that the little girl was not a picky eater...

Estie looked at the living room carefully, then turned to look at her eagerly before speaking in a childlike voice, "Daddy..."

Rosalie's expression went slightly stiff. She could already guess what the little girl wanted to say.

"Daddy hasn’t eaten either." Estie's eyes were full of cautious expectations, "Can you let daddy eat together with us?"

Hearing the