Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

It had been 1:00 AM when they reached the hotel.

Bonnie sneaked into the suite after taking off her shoes in case the three kids got awake.

But the light was on all of sudden, which made everything in the suite clearly visible.

The three kids, in cute pajamas, were standing at the door with their arms crossed upon their chests while staring at her sneaking in.

“Why did you all still stay awake?” Bonnie asked in surprise.

Lukas cast her a look of complaint, “How can I sleep at ease after getting your call for help at midnight?”

Though it sounded like a complaint, he was still greatly concerned about his mommy.

Meanwhile, Erika had thrown herself into Bonnie’s arms. She stared at her with her round eyes filled with pitiful tears, “Mommy, why did you get bruised and scratched all over? Are you still feeling hurt?”

“I am fine. It doesn’t matter to me.” Bonnie replied to comfort her.

Sebastian

still greatly concerned about that sum of money, she

the thought of that, she stared at the three kids with

then cast a look asking for help to

so much ado just to get the birthday of Sebastian, she would definitely get

greatest fortune teller, fortune teller Erika, she would never allow herself to be

he deserved for what he has done to you!” Lukas walked over to continued indignantly, “That’s the price he has to

feel tough. His strong

touched when

her kids were trying to

moved, she still needed to discipline them as a mother, “So where’s the money? I need

pass her

reached her purpose—to get Sebastian’s birthday. As for the money, she

herself the same amount of money

she said to the kids, “Alright, get back to sleep. We gotta go to visit a