Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Chapter 227

Bonnie blushed after she heard those words, looking at Joanna with embarrassment.

"Who told you those words?"

"Uncle Eric," Joanna gave him away. "He said you and daddy had some kind of sparks that could bring us more siblings in a couple of years!" NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

"Okay, enough." Bonnie stopped her. She didn't know where this conversation would lead to. After she put the kids down to sleep, Bonnie went to Sebastian's room.

Sebastian was languidly reading a book against the headboard. Well, that was tempting.

After a pause, Bonnie forced a smile and said, "Mr. Grant, why didn't you sleep?"

"How can I sleep with you dawdling around?" His voice sounded indifferent.

Although Bonnie wanted to fight back, she had to admit that Sebastian was right. They shared a room, so she might wake up Sebastian if she came back late at night.

"I'm going to take a quick shower," Bonnie murmured as she ran to the bathroom.

After the shower, she put on less revealing pajamas and rested on the sofa. They were having a fake marriage, so a sofa was the best Bonnie could do. But the sofa was too small to fit her size. Once she turned around, her face was very likely to kiss the floor. Well, that wasn't exaggerating. She had done that seven times within less than half an hour.

Sebastian seemed to have cursed something in low voice. Before the eighth fall came, he got off the bed and walked to carry Bonnie up horizontally.

"Hey!" Bonnie cried defiantly but instinctively looped her arms around Sebastian's neck.

"Stop it," Sebastian was annoyed. "I didn't do anything to you."

Bonnie struggled to get off him, and Sebastian forcefully threw her on the bed. On the bouncy, soft mattress, Bonnie sank in with her clothes slipping up, revealing her fair skin.

"Sleep here." Then Sebastian lay down beside her.

"I…I'd better sleep on the sofa." The familiar refreshing smell of Sebastian overwhelmed Bonnie. She wanted to escape.

"What's wrong with you? You got a problem with my bed?" Sebastian's voice was deep.

"No. I mean, I'm okay with the sofa. I don't want to disturb your sleep, Mr. Grant."

"How can I fall asleep when you fall to the ground for who-know-how-many-times?" He was pissed. Then Bonnie shut her mouth.

She had thought Sebastian actually cared about her, but he was not. He did so because he didn't want Bonnie to disturb his sleep again. Then why didn't she just go with the flow and sleep tight on his bed or maybe better, take his sheet?