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.

then it reminded her of the cause again—if it weren’t because of Sebastian tailing

be still greatly concerned about that sum

the three kids with a sulky face, “You cashed that check?

a look asking for

that this little girl made so much ado just to get the birthday of

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

looked cute but made himself feel tough. His strong voice

touched

kids were trying to revenge her for

happen again, okay?” though moved, she still needed to discipline them as a mother, “So where’s the money?

hurried to pass her the deposit

Sebastian’s birthday. As for the money, she didn’t give a fig

amount of money by

the card into a drawer next to the door. Then she said to the kids, “Alright, get back to sleep. We gotta go to visit