Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Suite living room.

In the living room, Sebastian looked down upon Bonnie who was sewing for him with slender fingers. A wisp of long hair from dropped off the ear on her cheek.

It’s kind of an eyesore.

Displeasure flashed in his eyes, and then he unexpectedly reached the wisp of hair and tucked it after the ear. At the time, his cool fingertip brushed her tender face inadvertently.

Suddenly, Bonnie leaned back in panic.

She carelessly poke herself with the needle on her finger.

The bright red blood oozed out and dyed the shirt in her hands and made a puddle of patterns.

“Mommy!” Lukas rushed out. He hurried to find the medicine box, and began to handle the wound for her.

“Mommy’s fine. It’s just a puncture.” Bonnie smiled and said, “It will be good tomorrow.”

But Lukas didn’t think so.

He opened his arms to protect Bonnie behind, with guard and alert in his eyes, “You hurt my mommy. You are not welcome here, and please leave.”

importantly, if he stayed here and found something, mommy will be in

your mommy broke my shirt. Shouldn’t she mend it before you let

but couldn’t find a word

came out, blinking. She said in a soft and sweet voice. “Daddy, will you leave as

half closed

That’s easy!

stapler out of a pink schoolbag on

then, she repaired the shirt with

she handed it to Sebastian. “All

Sebastian, “...”

daughter didn’t take his

What’s more...

of him. Then he asked, “How do you know that there is a

Erika was stunned.

forgot she was little

with her face “pockmarked”, and

stay here. Let’s go. Be sensible. We are not welcome

“......”