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.

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

be still greatly concerned about that sum of money,

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

and then cast a look asking for help to her

noticed that this little girl made so much ado just to get the birthday of Sebastian, she would definitely

the greatest fortune teller, fortune teller Erika, she would

walked over to continued indignantly, “That’s the price he has

cute but made himself feel tough. His strong voice echoed inside the

touched when hearing

trying

but never let it happen again, okay?” though moved, she still needed to discipline them as a mother, “So where’s the money? I

hurried to pass

get Sebastian’s birthday. As for the money,

same amount of

the door. Then she said to the kids, “Alright, get back to sleep. We gotta go to