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!

with Mrs. Grant? How could she blunder

shit." Rupert's eyes popped out suddenly. "When did

he turned and looked at Sebastian. "Sebastian, she didn't hear everything then,

asked the

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

the servant's words and started to look

walked around the house, but Bonnie was

who told Sebastian that Mrs. Grant ran out alone fifteen

ran out of the

gripped Sebastian's heart tightly and thus he

hadn't gone off to do something

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

It was Bonnie!

hint of worry on his beautiful face.

the bucket in her hand, no change of expression on her

cool tone did not show

his words getting stuck in

sour mandarin fish for me?" he