Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Erika rushed over to them, “What did you just say? Your nephew was sent home before he recovers? Does it mean that he is incurable?”

She looked anxious.

The two servants couldn’t help flinching because of her sudden appearance, “Sorry, little lady Joanna, we didn’t mean to talk just now.”

They were so scared of being fired for chitchatting during working hours.

“Don’t worry. You won’t get fired.” Joanna noticed what they were worried about, “Just tell me! Does it mean that the disease is incurable?”

Hearing that, the servants breathed a sigh of relief, “Commonly speaking, he should have stayed in the hospital for treatment if the disease were curable.”

“Since his parents could afford the treatment and they love their son, I don’t think they should drop the hope unless it’s incurable.”

What they said shocked Erika greatly.

Her sadness started to escalate. She felt like being trapped in the abyss of desperation with her face ghastly pale.

she burst into

…

sobbing Erika into his arms while glaring at the two servants kneeling and shivering on

fear with tears in their eyes, “Mr. Grant, we don’t know! We were just talking about my nephew…and then little lady Joanna rushed over and asked if it meant my nephew was incurable as he returned

was all they had said

looked at the little girl, “Why did

face all over, “Joanna…no,

to freeze while

reason for her tears—she actually assumed that Erika got discharged from the hospital because she was

of that, Sebastian was rendered worried. He hurried

“Hello?” said Bonnie.

discharged from

stunned, wondering how he noticed that in less than 30 minutes after the discharge.

Sebastian huffed. His voice went louder,