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Anyone Dares Bully you, Call Uncles! novel Chapter 592

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!

"Hey, Hugh, book us a flight," Bettany said all of a sudden. "We're going to Spring City!"

They were just going to go like that?

Bettany said, "Why not! We're old, what if we don't have that long to leave! We should just go wherever we want to!

Hugh said, "You just came out of the hospital! I've truly never seen anyone have the itch to be jetting around less than half a month after an open surgery."

Bettany said, "What about an open surgery!"

Hugh then said, "There's a spike in air pressure when you're flying in the air! It'll tear your stitches!"

Yet when it came down to it, Hugh could not bear to see Bettany upset for long. He paused, before finally saying, "We can take the train."

Bettany smiled at once. "Yeah, we can take the train!"

It was just a ten-hour ride, after all!

They could just book an entire carriage to themselves.

They could even bring a fold-up bed there.

Then they'd be able to sleep all the way to Spring City!

Bettany got to work at once, urging Hugh to book the tickets then having Margaret prepare for the trip.

Hugh blinked. "Are we just going now? We'll reach at two or three in the morning if we go now. We can leave tomorrow, or at night. We'll be there in the morning right after a night of sleep if we leave at night."

Bettany said, “No! I want to go now.”

Hugh lasted all of two seconds. "...Fine."

"Bring a skillet." Bettany piped up, all of a sudden.

Bettany said, “We'll stay by the lake for a while. Book a hotel with a stove… I want to cook for Lilly!”

This wasn't just a matter of cooking for Lilly, was it? All this way for a skillet!

**

Blake brought Lilly to the Antipolo Tavern.

It was full of people, especially crowded at night.

The owner of the tavern sat by the door. There was a table in front of him, filled with the flower wine he'd brewed along with some snacks.

He tapped on his drum leisurely, the whimsical rhythm adding a layer of fun to the city.

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