It Doesn't Matter

"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 litt