Chapter 1077 You’re Eating Poop

With a loud clatter, the pot slipped from Jean’s hand as she saw Lilly and her expression changed drastically.

Lilly…

How did Lilly end up here?

She… she died?!

Jean’s already pale face turned ghostly white, and her legs went weak, nearly causing her to collapse.

The carefree smile and boredom that adorned her face moments ago vanished, replaced by a gaze filled with anxiety.

No, no, it could not be possible for Lilly to have died….

Her beloved daughter had endured so much suffering, and she was finally discovered by the Crawford family. How could she have died…..

Lilly was supposed to grow up in peace and good health, marry happily, have a prosperous marriage, and be surrounded by children and grandchildren in her later years, enjoying a lifetime of happiness.

How could she die now?

Jean covered her mouth, tears fell into the pot with a clattering sound.

She wanted to call out to Lilly, but her throat felt constricted, rendering her unable to utter a sound.

“Lil…” she managed to say one word, but then she noticed a tall figure standing behind Lilly.

“Old lady, we’re not drinking the soup,” he stated firmly.

Madame Maya warmly smiled and shook her head. “Regardless of how much you miss the mortal world, you must drink the soup when you arrive here…

Lilly tilted her head, gazing at a bowl of soup on the table.

Ah, this must be the same Madame Maya’s soup that her mother had drunk. No matter how it was consumed, it did not work, did it?

piqued, and she wanted to give it a try

the bowl and drank the soup in one gulp, surprising everyone present. Her movements were too quick for

Pablo exclaimed.

cursed under his breath, “Hey!” and quickly retreated to

cowardly ghost’s eyes

with shock, instinctively rushed forward and cried out in surprise, “Lilly!”

Blake glanced over.

empty bowl, staring at Jean

this is Mommy?

so bright that she

down, Lilly rubbed her eyes and saw her mother’s face right in front of her.

Lilly’s shoulders, turned her upside down, and vigorously rubbed

it

“Hurry up…”

was consumed by worry.

interject, “Actually, you don’t…”

raised her head, anger flashing in her eyes. “Shut up! How could

silent, touched his nose, and gazed at Jean with a mixture

felt as

spin and her thoughts

tongue, trying to utter

Lilly around and asked loudly, “Sweetie, how do you feel? Do Mommy?”

you

remember

in

she was

Maya were

Lilly and held her

flushed with pink and red, looked even more drunk compared to the other ghosts.

buzzed and

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