Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Bonnie blushed after she heard those words, looking at Joanna with embarrassment.

"Who told you those words?"

"Uncle Eric," Joanna gave him away. "He said you and daddy had some kind of sparks that could bring us more siblings in a couple of years!"

"Okay, enough." Bonnie stopped her. She didn't know where this conversation would lead to. After she put the kids down to sleep, Bonnie went to Sebastian's room.

Sebastian was languidly reading a book against the headboard. Well, that was tempting.

After a pause, Bonnie forced a smile and said, "Mr. Grant, why didn't you sleep?"

can I sleep with you dawdling

Sebastian was right. They shared a room, so

a quick shower," Bonnie murmured

put on less revealing pajamas and rested on the sofa. They were having a fake marriage, so a sofa was the best Bonnie could do. But the sofa was too small to fit her size. Once she turned around, her face was

cursed something in low voice. Before the eighth fall came, he got off the

cried defiantly but instinctively

"I

forcefully threw her on the bed. On the bouncy, soft mattress, Bonnie sank in with her clothes slipping

here." Then Sebastian lay