Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

“I am sure it must be because of that guy! Mommy mentioned the money we got as soon as we talked about the bruises all over her body.” Lukas soon drew the conclusion.

Meanwhile, he even extrapolated the whole thing from his own assumption—that good-looking guy must be so pissed that he came to retaliate against their mommy. That was why she got hurt all over.

That bastard!

“Erika, are you sure about your fortune-telling last time?” Lukas stared at his sister doubtfully, “do you mean that guy is gonna develop a relationship with mommy?”

Erika was rendered annoyed when hearing that with her hands resting on his hips. She refuted loud while staring at him, with her chubby little face shaking, “You can judge everything about me but never judge my ability of fortune-telling!”

After all, she was well-known with the title as fortune teller Erika. She was confident enough of her own professional skills as a fortune teller.

She believed her mommy was gonna develop an ongoing and long-lasting relationship with that good-looking guy.

“Alright, listen to me!” Lukas cut in to stop the argument, “Erika should be right about the fortune-telling. It’s that guy’s fault!”

mommy? How did she have a

what now? What should we do?” Erika

Lukas still failed to figure out a solution. So he said, “Just leave it

lay down and soon went

they

shape, kicked off the quilt during sleep. Her little fair soft belly

smiled and walked over to tuck her in with

to her own room for

was totally exhausted. So she soon fell asleep as she flopped onto the

which her dark hair glittered. Meanwhile, she seemed to smell the flavor

up and have some breakfast!” George, who slept in the room next door, sneaked in before she could

the door frame to enjoy a

straight. She felt sore and pain all over while

posing coquettishly like a slut, “Hey, don’t be so mean to me!