"Huh? What's the matter, mom?"
"Well..." Lydia smiled, "I'm sorry. Actually, I didn't expect it to be like this. You're frightened, right? Oh! It's all my fault."
Hearing this, Elizabeth's guilty heart suddenly became even sadder.
"Mom, how can I blame you? It is not your fault, and I am not frightened. Don't say that."
It was Lydia's good intention, and she was so moved. How could she blame her? Moreover, although such an accident had happened, she still appreciated Lydia very much.
James felt a little guilty when he saw Lydia's frowning face. He felt that he shouldn't have said that just now.
He coughed lightly and then said, "Well, mom, I was just joking with you. Don't blame yourself."
Lydia did not feel any better when she heard that. Instead, she felt even more aggrieved. She walked to hold John's hand and shook it with a grievance, "John, woo-woo..." She felt so wronged!
John threw the fire extinguisher on the black sofa casually. He wanted to pat Lydia, but his hand was a little dirty. He wiped his hand with his clothes before he reached out to pat her back and comfort her, "It's not your fault. Don't be sad." After that, he glared at James again.
James rubbed his nose and felt a little upset, but he said, "Mom, I told you that I was just joking with you. How could you..." He wanted to say that Lydia was exaggerating, but he swallowed his words and said, "Ahem, don't be like this. I'm so sorry."
Elizabeth didn't expect them to be unhappy with each other, and she felt even uneasier, "Mom, don't be angry. Well... it's all because of me..."
Hearing this, Lydia immediately waved her hand and said, "How can I blame you? You fool!" After that, she grinned, "It's the fault of the salesman. He didn't tell me that the fireworks can burn the curtain. Am I right?"
James heard it and immediately nodded, "Yes, he should have made it clear."
Lydia snorted and looked up at John, "What do you think, John?"
"You're right." John nodded.
Lydia was satisfied and smiled more brightly, "Alright! So it is because of my carelessness!" She waved her hand generously, "Well, now that the fire has been put out, and this matter is over."
"Yeah." James breathed a sigh of relief. Although... he felt a little terrible when he took a look at the messy bedroom, alas, just forget it!
"Let's eat the cake! Elizabeth, I specially invited a baker to make the cake at home. It's my..." Lydia coughed, and didn't say that it was her favourite taste, "Anyway, you will definitely like it."
James looked away speechlessly and was amused. Lydia had a great advantage, that was, she could forget unhappy things in the blink of an eye.
Elizabeth looked at Lydia, who began to smile as if nothing had happened, and opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she chose not to say it. Well, as long as Lydia was no more depressed!
'TH like it."
Lydia looked at Elizabeth, "By the way, where did you put the cake? Downstairs?" She really couldn't wait to eat it, ha-ha...
Hearing this, Elizabeth thought of something and suddenly did not dare to say a word. After glancing around, she could only look at James who was diagonally opposite her.
Elizabeth pursed her lips and felt a little regretful. She shouldn't have followed James to go downstairs in a hurry. If she had known that it would be like this, she would have taken the cake downstairs anyway.
Lydia stared at the cake and her heart instantly turned cold.
The cake was not poisonous, but it had no difference from a poisonous cake.
She took two deep breaths and blamed James with depression, "You bad boy, why didn't you take it downstairs just now?" After that, she saw James looking at Elizabeth and said angrily, "Don't look at Elizabeth like that. I saw it from upstairs just now. It was you who took this cake into the room!"
James stood there and felt helpless. He just glanced at Elizabeth and didn’t say or do anything!
John pulled Lydia and said, "Lydia, forget it. I'll ask someone to make the same cake tomorrow, okay?"
Lydia lowered her head slightly and replied without thinking, "No!" She wanted to eat it immediately!
Seeing Lydia like this, Elizabeth thought for a moment and said softly, "Mom, why don't I go to make a cake now? I learned it before, and the taste is not bad."
Hearing this, Lydia looked up at Elizabeth and shook her head, "No, Elizabeth, it's your birthday today. Don't do anything." As she said this, she smiled reluctantly, "Anyway, we have blown out the candles, so it doesn't matter if we can't eat the cake. Moreover, it's late now, so go to bed early."
Although she said so, she was really very... uncomfortable and upset in heart!
She looked up at James and complained, "It's all your fault!"
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