Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Sebastian followed Bonnie to the garage.

Then she opened the paint bucket under his gaze, dipped the roller brush into the pink paint, and painted the bulletproof car directly!

An obtrusive pink blob instantly made the black car ugly.

"What are you doing?" The veins of Sebastian's forehead were throbbing.

Bonnie, on the other hand, did not feel afraid, blinking her eyes. "Why? I can't paint it?"

She spoke in a haughty and icy tone with her arms crossed on her chest, "Mr. Grant, the car has been given to me, hasn't it? Since it's mine, I can repaint it at will, right?"

Sebastian was speechless.

"Anyway, I'm now the hostess of the Sunshine Villa, though not the real one, I'm still eligible to repaint a car, right?" Bonnie asked.

Sebastian looked at the woman in front of him, his hands hanging at his sides clenching.

an ironic tone.

roller brush again and swung it before Sebastian. "Mr. Grant, if there's nothing else,

a neat

brush approaching, he moved back quickly and his

last, Sebastian turned and

continued to

pungent smell of paint irritated her tear glands. Eventually, the overstocked sadness in the heart flooded up and

Bonnie was truly heartbroken.

making the fish for Sebastian was to amuse him and get his approval. After that, she would

was outside of the study, she

was a fake wife and should not get the proper status. He said that she was not Mrs. Grant

right." Bonnie couldn't resist laughing at her own stupidity in

and she was at best an ally.

need

Sebastian Grant had no right to do with what he had given to me. It was not his business!" she

away her tears with her hands and kept