Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

William's eyes were dull with sadness.

"I am sorry, William. I..." Bonnie took a step backward to avoid his intense stare. She didn't know how to get on with William. She did feel thankful to William for helping her out last night, but she still must draw the lines.

"I was just kidding," William smiled and looked as gentle as usual, while she was bewildered, "Actually, I'm not that much into soups. Thank God. You didn't make it for me."

Oh? Was it really the truth?

"How about this Chinese olive hydromel?" Bonnie felt relieved at once.

"I'll have it. Thanks." William picked it up and took a sip.

"Enjoy it, then. I'm getting back to work." Bonnie nodded.

William put down the spoon

again, so she stayed in the restroom and clocked out immediately when

of crisp, cracked it open, and gulped. In the end, Erika found

for us,

took it over, "This one is for grown-ups,

"I see. Mommy is

please him?" Bonnie looked at Erika, feeling embarrassed. She literally thought fresh mint was a better substitute for Americano, which

called ‘care'." Joanna raised

This had gone off the point. Well…just forget it.

knocked at the door of the study and went inside with permission. Then she put the mints