Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

After a heavy snowfall overnight, Lilly enjoyed a long sleep during the weekend, snuggled up in a cozy blanket.

“Master, why does it feel more comfortable to stay in bed when it's cold compared to when it's hot?” Lilly curiously inquired, wrapped snugly in her small blanket.

As Pablo wrote and doodled in a brochure, he replied, “That's because the warmth of a quilt in cold weather lingers and envelops you, unlike an air conditioner in summer,” Lilly tilted her head and pondered, “In spring, | feel like napping all the time; in summer, I'm always sleepy; in autumn, | don’t think much; and in winter, | struggle to wake up... Why can’t we go to school with our blankets? | wanna bring mine every day!” The corner of Pablo’s mouth twitched, and he jokingly responded, “Imagine if everyone went out with their blankets, it would be quite difficult to recognize each other when saying hello.” Lilly suddenly had an epiphany and exclaimed, “Oh, that's true!” Pablo remained silent.

He the little girl sticking out her foot, the Crawford Mansion had heaters in place, making the weather not too cold.

Once Lilly got out of bed, she swiftly dressed and put on her shoes before rushing downstairs.

“Grandma, where are you going?” Lilly noticed that Bettany appeared to be heading out.

Bettany replied, “Your Uncle Anthony forgot something, and I'm going to give it to him,” Hugh interjected, “Why not ask Jack to take care of it?” The elderly lady gave him a blank stare. “What do you know? Why can’t | visit my son?” It had been years since she last visited Anthony, and it was simply a whim.

Hugh quickly added, “Go ahead then, just make sure to dress warmly when you go out and don’t catch a cold,” Despite the less-than-pleasant remarks, Bettany was prepared to leave with her belongings.

Lilly chimed in, “Grandma, | wanna go too!” Bettany pondered for a moment and saw no reason to object, so they decided to go together! Lilly went with Bettany, and Hannah had the desire to join as well. However, upon glancing at her homework, she could not help but hold back her feet in embarrassment.

Why were Drake and Josh able to complete their homework in just ten minutes, while she had to spend an entire day on it? It seemed completely illogical.

Josh finished getting dressed and added, “I'll come along too.” In the room, Zachary was writing something. Seeing Drale hesitate, he did not follow them and continued reading his book.

Within the confines of the psychiatric hospital, a chilling atmosphere pervaded.

Anthony strolled through the corridors of the institution, with Charlie trailing behind him. Charlie suggested, “Mr. Anthony, should | get it for you?” Anthony replied casually, “I'll handle it myself,” The watch had been a gift from his sister, so it only made sense that he retrieved it personally.

“Veronica hid it so well. We searched for over a month before discovering that she hid it here,” When Veronica initially entered the psychiatric hospital, all her belongings were confiscated, and she did not have the watch with her.

Anthony answered Charlie.

While walking through the psychiatric hospital, one had to remain vigilant of their surroundings, constantly keeping an eye on all paths and remaining attentive to any signs.

Anthony walked with his back against the wall, as this could protect him in case any other passing psychopaths suddenly become hostile.

When approaching a mentally ill patient, he maintained a safe distance and walked behind them to minimize the risk of the patient assaulting him.

Anthony proceeded calmly and composedly through the ward, occasionally hearing the voices of some patients.

Amy, “I lost my love, my family’s support, and all my money. Do | have nothing left?” Another person replied, “No, you're sick,” Amy said, “That's right,” Barry yelled, “I have a secret! I'm God's son!” Camelia spoke, “When did | give birth to you?” Daniel lamented, “I've dedicated numerous years to cultivating the golden elixir. However, they insisted that it was a stone and shattered my precious achievement! Moreover, there is a sixteen-year-old girl downstairs who was close to being a Goddess, and they killed her! The most absurd incident involved the astral projection experts at the mortuary, who unbelievably desired to burn their skins! Additionally, in the neighboring hotel, there were prostitutes... Oh, we need more talented candidates to be chosen to be a God!” Charlie could not help but chuckled, quickly regaining his composure. In a hushed tone, he said, “These patients are quite entertaining. | expected to encounter lunatics,” Anthony responded, “They may be mentally ill, but they are not fools,” Charlie nodded, acknowledging Anthony's words.

As they continued through the facility, Anthony halted in front of a specific ward.

The doctor accompanying them advised, “Please wait a moment,” “The patient in this ward is severely delusional. | will take her to the reception room. You may proceed to the reception room with the nurse,” Anthony nodded in agreement.

Veronica huddled on the bed, wrapped in a blanket, her weight loss becoming increasingly apparent, taking a toll on her appearance.

She had grown tired of the eccentric female patients in the ward.

One claimed to be a bird perching on the table daily, awaiting to eat imaginary bugs.

Another insisted they were a mushroom and would squat by the door with an umbrella every day.

There was also a woman who was reading an address book like a , commenting as she read, “This story is good, but there are far too many characters.” Veronica's opportunities to leave the ward were limited. She spent most of her days confined to the ward, only venturing out briefly during midday medicine queues or walks. However, even these outings brought her no respite from the suffocating grip of depression.

Veronica murmured in frustration, “I'm Veronica Crawford, | bore two children for Anthony, but they insist on claiming my sister as the mother and took my children away... Are they joking?” A sympathetic female patient nearby chimed in, “It's quite amusing. By the way, do you know how to be a Goddess?” Veronica remained silent, unable to respond.

There was a time when Veronica would have shouted at them, demanding they leave her alone. But now, she simply pulled the blanket over herself, devoid of expression.

Clutching a watch tightly to her chest, she compulsively rubbed it.

This watch symbolized the love between her and someone dear. With this watch, he would surely return to see her.

To retrieve the watch, she had exchanged something incredibly important with an immortal... But what exactly did she trade? Veronica could not remember.

Just then, the door swung open.

“Veronica, you have a visitor. Come with me!”