Luke and Willow returned home from school, and Alitzel Williams immediately approached, reaching out to embrace the two little ones, "Luke, Willow, Grandma's two little hearts are back."
Luke and Willow backed away distantly, politely calling out, "Grandma."
Alitzel was taken aback, pursed her lips, feeling a bit wronged by Luke and Willow's distance, but still kept her kindest smile.
"Luke, Willow, Grandma made your favorite little cakes, come and try them, okay?"
Luke shook his little face, "Not hungry, thank you, Grandma."
"What about Willow? Willow must be hungry, right? Grandma remembers Willow loves little cakes the most, doesn't she?"
Willow also shook her head, "Grandma, I don't like little cakes anymore."
Alitzel's smile froze slightly, "Is that so? Then what would Luke and Willow like to eat? Grandma will ask the chef to make it for you, okay?"
The two little ones continued to shake their heads impassively.
