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

punch him while she was utterly drunk? Bonnie didn't

night and end

voice sounded hoarse, she thought he

and I couldn't remember anything, but

of that, 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

to ease your sore throat," Bonnie hastily sprung off the bed, heading for downstairs. But Sebastian

was too flustered to

to ask. Now, trying to calm himself down, Sebastian gazed into Bonnie's eyes and asked with a low