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?
Curiosity piqued, and she wanted to give it a try too.
Lilly impulsively picked up the bowl and drank the soup in one gulp, surprising everyone present. Her movements were too quick for anyone to intervene.
Pablo exclaimed.
The unlucky ghost cursed under his breath, "Hey!" and quickly retreated to a safe distance.
The cowardly ghost's eyes widened in fear.
Jean, pale with shock, instinctively rushed forward and cried out in surprise, "Lilly!"
Blake glanced over.
Lilly clutched the empty bowl, staring at Jean in astonishment.
Wait, this is Mommy? Right?
Why were her eyes so bright that she can't even see her mother clearly?
Setting the bowl down, Lilly rubbed her eyes and saw her mother's face right in front of her.
Jean anxiously grabbed Lilly's shoulders, turned her upside down, and vigorously rubbed her stomach.
"Hey! Spit it out!"
"Hurry up..."
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