Chapter 85: Chapter Eighty-Five: What Does He Really Want to Do?
After the words were spat out, she felt it was inappropriate and paused to apologize, "Sorry, I'm not in a good mood."
Linda sighed with relief and shook her head, saying, "It's alright, it's alright."
She smiled and said, "Then bring the food up. I'll eat in my room."
"Okay."
Linda turned and brought the food up. Quintina Foster took one look and could see that it was obviously made with great effort by the kitchen. It was her favorite dishes: fish, shrimp, and a light, delicious winter melon soup. However, even so, she only picked at the food slightly, managing to eat half a bowl of rice soaked in soup before stopping.
Seeing this, Linda hesitated but pretended not to notice, "Next time, don't make so much. I don't ha
