Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

“Yes, sir…But…Mr. Grant, can we call for back up?” a trembling voice came from the other side of the line.

“It is gonna take so much ado to get a woman here?” Sebastian questioned, displeased.

However, the speaker continued to plead, “But…she’s really tough. She just knocked down more than tens of us. What’s more, there are three kids by her side. We need more back up in case those kids run away from us…”

Three kids?

How came she got three kids? It was supposed to be two!

Surging anger had mounted on Sebastian’s eyes and burnt his heart.

How many affairs had she ever engaged in?

Ridiculous!

“Mr. Grant…” the speaker was still waiting for his response.

He slightly closed his eyes as if he were trying to hold back the feeling of upset. Then he forced out his order, “A tough woman, huh? Why don’t you tackle it in a tough way?”

Bonnie was staring blankly at the little girl who was dozing off

she ran out of the airport, she rushed

it difficult for

just a makeshift. Joanna was still burning in fever, badly in need

if the fever damaged

thought of that, Bonnie was traumatized. She clenched her fists so hard that

a professional overseas doctor. He will be here

over to hand

took over the glass but not in the mood to drink it. She still fixed her eyes on the little girl, “I

finished,

hurried to pass her some tissue, “Mommy,

corner and whispered, “Andrew, we gotta do something to

return to where they belonged, it would definitely solace their mom and Joanna could

known. It should be easy for them

course, Andrew

he notice that