Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

The black exhaust fumes from the car made Bonnie cough and teared up.

At the same time, desperation and dazedness took over her.

She wondered what had happened to her eldest son.

It was so stranger that everybody kept silent about this kid as if he were a prohibited taboo.

Bonnie froze there for quite a while before she finally came back to her senses.

She wiped the tears from her face and got herself collected. Then she walked back to her own car.

"Mommy, where have you been?" Erika inclined to her like a koala bear. She put her arms around Bonnie's neck and hung on it.

"It's okay. I felt like going to the bathroom just now, so I left for a while." Bonnie said.

Erika nodded and let go of Bonnie. Then she returned to her own seat.

She felt a bit unhappy.

When she hugged Bonnie just now, she wanted a cheese stick.

cheese sticks left, but she didn't feel

the cheese stick to

angry. She swore she would find this little boar who stole snacks from their

grief of not hearing about her son and

drove the three babies to a Thai

who had been in a huff, couldn't

to eat

the seat belt and

a minute." Bonnie stopped them. She stretched out her hand with a stern face, "Give

kids looked at each other in

bank card, give it to me now! I need to return it to someone." Bonnie patiently explained

quite determined. "We gave it back to you last night, and you put it in the drawer by

was dumbfounded for a moment. She hesitated for a while and asked, "You didn't take

and we thought it would be too dangerous to take the bank card there. Also, we would get criticized by the teacher

was gentle and

believed in

However...

the kids didn't take the bank card, Bonnie wondered where it