"I don't care either," Rosalynn said.

As they were chatting over their food, someone arrived with food delivery.

"Excuse me. I'm looking for Rosalynn Fuller?"

Hearing her name being called, Rosalynn was momentarily surprised.

Then, she stood up and walked over. “That's me."

"Please enjoy your food."

It was strange. Rosalynn didn't order takeout.

Was there a mistake?

She blinked in confusion then returned to Karina and Tilda with the takeout boxes.

When Rosalynn opened the boxes, she found that it had been delivered from the Owmale Hotel.

The Owmale Hotel didn't offer delivery services.

Clearly, anyone who managed to arrange a delivery from the hotel was no ordinary person.

Rosalynn had a hunch about who had ordered the food.

"Rosa, who ordered this takeout?"

Karina glanced at the receipt and noticed the phone number.

“We don't need to wonder. Your husband must have arranged for someone to send this takeout."

Rosalynn, who had also suspected Brian, smiled and invited, “Let's eat together."

Karina feigned hesitation with a twinkle in her eye. "But this is a symbol of love from your husband. We shouldn't really share it."

Rosalynn playfully shot her a look. “Well, you don't have to eat.

Tilda, let's eat."