Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Bonnie hung up the phone in a panic, and somehow, guilty rose to her.

"Daddy," Joanna darted towards him, "How's grandma?"

"Nothing, probably chocked by chicken soup and had a little cough." Sebastian's voice was still hoarse.

Merely chicken soup? That's too bad! Joanna was not so satisfied with this result.

Before Bonnie mentioned the lunch she was going to have with William, Sebastian sent the kids out and slowly walked back to her. She was so nervous that she burrowed down the quilts, having herself all covered.

"You are afraid of me?"

Bonnie shook her head with intensity, "Nope, I am just embarrassed. Sorry that I throw up on you last night."

"Just that?"

anything else?" Bonnie's eyes

was utterly drunk? Bonnie

grabbed my quilts last night and end up not remembering a

She did? No wonder his voice sounded hoarse, she thought he

sorry. I was wasted last night and I couldn't remember anything, but why didn't you take it back? Or just have the maids bring

Sebastian's face fell. He didn't expect that stupid Eric took the old one when he brought the new quilt here! There was only one quilt in this room. If he had the maids bring new quilts, he would arouse their suspicion. So, after last night, Sebastian caught a

Bonnie hastily sprung off the bed, heading for downstairs.

flustered to

choke this morning, he'd be crazy not to ask. Now, trying to calm himself down, Sebastian gazed into Bonnie's eyes and asked with a low voice, "Who's your childhood