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Chapter 592 All This Way For A Skillet

Lilly said, “Grandma, we’re on vacation! Look at all the flowers!”

She turned the phone around.

Above the viaduct, Spring City was in full bloom. There were flowers everywhere you looked.

It was the middle of spring, and things were a lot less busy than in Alfornada. Some people pushed their strollers along the streets, strolling under the flowering trees.

A few children ran over from the garden, playing with a piece of grass in their hands.

“Isn’t it pretty? Lilly asked. “Do you see it, Grandma?”

Bettany nodded. “Yes, I see it.”

Lilly said, “Grandma, when are you coming here to play too? Spring City’s so, so pretty. Uncle Cloud says there’s a beautiful lake a hundred miles away from here, you can boat on it!”

“It’s a lake and not the ocean, but’s it’s huge just like the ocean!”

Bettany listened with a neutral expression. “Ahh…”

Lilly said, “Yeah! Grandma, I’ve got to tell you this— Sean and Cathy solved their misunderstanding! Sean was actually really happy about it, he just looked sour.”

Bettany listened to Lilly quietly, and before long both of them had chatted for an hour.

Blake and Cloud led the way for Lilly, and they eventually ended up at their hotel.

“Grandma, we’re here! Dad says we should eat, let’s talk at night?”

Bettany nodded. “Of course.”

The call ended. Blake and Cloud heaved a sigh of relief at once.

God, they had been so afraid that Bettany would say out of nowhere—

Lilly, where’s your Dad?

Lilly, where’s your Uncle Cloud?

They’d avoided yelling at today, this was worth celebrating!

Blake hauled Lilly onto his shoulder. “Let’s go, we’ll have something good today!”

“Yes, yes! I wanna drink flower wine!”

Flower wine, like its name suggested, was wine fermented from flowers. Blake had brought it up two days ago without much thought, only for Lilly to have remembered it…

Over on another end.

Bettany hung up the call, her eyes flashing with yearning.

Her little darling had been away from home for five days, and she was missing her dearly!

Hugh, book us a flight,” Bettany said all of a sudden.

going to

We’re old, what if we don’t have that long to leave! We should just go wherever we want

of the hospital! I’ve truly never seen anyone have the itch to be jetting around less than half a month after an

about an

then said, “There’s a spike in air pressure when you’re flying in the air! It’ll tear

could not bear to see Bettany upset for long. He paused, before finally

“Yeah, we can take the

was just a

could just book an entire

even bring

they’d be able to sleep all the way to Spring

to book the tickets then having Margaret

at two or three in the morning if we go now. We can leave tomorrow, or at night. We’ll be there

“No! I want to go

of

Bettany piped up, all of a

by the lake for a while. Book a hotel with a stove… I want to

just a matter of cooking for Lilly, was

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to the Antipolo

of people, especially crowded

in front of him, filled with the flower wine he’d brewed

drum leisurely, the whimsical rhythm adding a

time to

long time. He leaned back in his seat leisurely. “What’s the rush? Let’s sit for a

glanced at the time. “It’s almost

at its

not going to any bars, they sat on the second floor on their wooden stools leaning against the window. They’d take a sip of flower wine every now and then, the night making them feel even lazier

barley milk, feeling a

She raised her

of the shop owner’s drum got quicker by the second. A few tourists linked hands, forming

joined, the air ringing with laughs

hoisted Lilly up. “Let’s

to

“You stay put, or they might think we’ve

of him with Lilly on his shoulder drew

of fate. It was easy to fall

women flocked over to

Let’s be

thanks.

The women left, disappointed.

came over. “Hey, you. Wanna chat over

emotionless. “I’ll pass. My daughter’s

walked away, disappointed