I am highly against taking care of someone else's bastard child, but this chapter almost made me cry.
Just think, some bastard child that no one really cares to take care of is so desperate for a family meal that she stays up late, not eating, waiting for the only semblance of family to come home. Then to top it off, she's not even disappointed because it's what she expected. It almost sounds like she waited in the off chance of him actually coming home on time.