Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Bonnie stumbled into the middle of the bedroom.

She froze in astonishment with teardrops in the corner of her eyes, as she looked at the man on the bed.

"Aren't you ... you dead?" Bonnie asked in confusion.

Sebastian threw a handful of pills into his mouth, an undercurrent surging beneath his dark eyes. "Who told you I was dead?"

"Eric," Bonnie answered.

When Eric followed in, he heard the answer and quickly denied, "No, I didn't. I'm just too upset."

"But you just said, ‘Mr. Grant has already…'" Bonnie repeated.

Eric nodded. "That's true. Actually, I want to say, ‘Mr. Grant has already been fine.'"

Bonnie was shocked and did not know what to say in this case.

It turned out that all the bad emotions were because she had thought too much.

the bedroom

moment, came in and dragged Eric out of the room. "Don't stay

"He had got paint on his hands, so toxic substances went along the

"What?"

in confusion,

either the doctor or assistant applies the ointment to his hands, right? How could she be asked to

called out on purpose, "You are my cousin's wife. Of course, you're the

unison, the servants downstairs cast eyes

she was in a dilemma—if she did not help Sebastian apply ointment to his hands, the servants

the words reached Aliyah, no one would know what was going to

do nothing but said, "Yes, I'm the best one.

and I are going home too," Rupert

and the two disappeared quickly at the gate of the

and went back to the bedroom, ready

originally thought was Sebastian should be right because

she saw his hands up close, her heart twisted

beautiful as artwork with knotty knuckles and long, slender