Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Rupert did not dare to say a word.

At first, he intended to change the subject by asking about wedding affairs. Since they couldn't talk about the wedding any longer, it was better to end it quickly.

The fortune teller Erika warned that if he wanted to have a girlfriend, he should watch his mouth—don't spill the tea outside, nor talk gossip too much.

Rupert shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, I'd go to the hospital for a surgical operation today."

Along with the words, Rupert stood up and was about to open the door and walk out.

But he paused in amazement as soon as the door opened.

Unexpectedly, at the door of the study was a hot dish of sweet and sour mandarin fish. He didn't notice it then and almost stepped on it.

"Who placed the dish at the door?"

Rupert asked a cleaning servant just nearby.

The servant blinked in puzzlement and answered, "Well, Mrs. Grant made this special dish for Mr. Grant. Why was it on the floor?"

It must be polluted on the floor and Mr. Grant would not taste it anymore!

matter with Mrs. Grant? How could she blunder like

eyes popped out suddenly.

looked at Sebastian. "Sebastian, she didn't hear everything then, did

the room and asked the

servant shook his head. "I don't know. I didn't

with the servant's words and started to

around the house, but Bonnie was not in the

the gate who told Sebastian that Mrs. Grant ran out alone fifteen minutes

she ran out of the

tightly

hadn't gone off to

just as he was going to let the whole villa look for Bonnie, a little figure appeared in a

It was Bonnie!

hint of worry on

buy a bucket of paint." Bonnie shook the bucket in her hand, no change of expression on her comely face.

cool tone did not

speechless, his words getting stuck in

that sweet and sour mandarin fish for me?" he asked