Norah couldn't be bothered to leave the house, sighing, "Home's got everything we need, why bother dining out?"

Janice retorted, "Can't blame Henson for nagging you. Look at yourself; you've lost all your spark. Can't even muster the energy to move." Norah felt a sting at her mom's words, recognizing the truth in them.

Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts about Xavier. His silence in response to her messages left her listless, feeling utterly defeated.

Henson had hit the nail on the head; she had indeed become lovesick!

Janice patted her shoulder, "Change into something nice; it'll lift your spirits. Let's head over to the Spring Hotel, stay the night, maybe two. It'll be a nice break for grandma and grandpa as well." Norah nodded in agreement, "Alright, I'll go change."

"See you downstairs!"

Henson, too, logged off his game to join the family vacation at their own The Velvet Spring Hotel.

Upon learning of the Lamont family's arrival, the hotel management had made elaborate preparations.

A secluded villa was reserved for the Lamont family, surrounded by hot springs, with the temperature and humidity perfectly adjusted, making it an ideal spot for a festive season retreat. Standing on the balcony, Norah remarked to Henson, "What's the difference between here and home?"

The environment seemed similar, and the hotel was hardly deserted.

"The difference is obvious; it's quieter here, no visitors to disturb us," Henson replied, picking up an air rifle and aiming at a tree across. "Plus, you can enjoy the hot springs."

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