Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Chapter 458

Bonnie subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck and glanced behind her to see Donna who was snickering, her cheeks burning a little.

"Shouldn't we be more restrained in front of Donna?" Bonnie asked in a small voice.

Sebastian curled his lips, "Why should I tighten up in my own home?"

Bonnie: "......"

Forget it, and this man can not argue, she chose silence!

Sebastian carried her back to the bed in the bedroom, and carefully covered the quilt, "Get some rest."

"Good." Bonnie nodded her head and closed her eyes very nicely.

Bonnie had wanted to take a nap, but not much later, she heard the sound of a cell phone vibrating in her ear.

When she opened her eyes and looked around, she realized it was Sebastian's suit that she had left in the bedroom, and the phone happened to be in it.

On the screen, an unfamiliar caller is flashing frantically.

And there are three more missed calls below, all from this one number, looking very anxious.

Bonnie got out of bed with her bare feet and grabbed her phone to try to find Sebastian in the den.

But when he got to the study, Sebastian was not there.

She went back downstairs to look for Donna, and learned that Sebastian had just driven out and seemed to have gone to the office.

"He left his phone at home." Bonnie held up her cell phone and said.

Donna slapped her head, "No wonder I just saw that Mr. Grant's jacket is different from the one he came back with, he must have changed his clothes and forgotten, or else have Eric Havens come and get it?"

"Okay, I'll call Eric." Bonnie nodded and went upstairs to get her own phone.

No answer to Eric's call.

Instead, the phone in his hand rang again.

This time it wasn't a phone call, but a text message.

--Answer the phone or your little lady will be dead!

Little woman?

Bonnie's clear almond eyes shook violently, full of unbelievable eyes to look at the text message.

Does Sebastian have ...... any other women?

When that call came again, Bonnie ghostly, pressed the answer button.

"Hey Sebastian, I thought you really didn't care about your lover's life, you seem to be quite infatuated after all." A gruff voice came from the other end of the phone.

Bonnie's mood was in turmoil and she didn't dare to speak, only dead silence. From NôvelDrama.Org.

"Why don't you say anything? Are you playing with me?" Not getting a response, the person on the other end of the phone instantly became manic.

Bonnie was overwhelmed and was yelled at so much that she subconsciously backed up and just knocked over the lamp on the nightstand with a loud clang.

"Yo, I thought you didn't hear it, feelings are sulking, it looks like this woman is really important to you, then fine, negotiate the terms, prepare one billion, just give me one billion and I will release the person."

Speaking of this, the man seems to be afraid that Sebastian does not believe, grim smile, "Do not worry, I am not the kind of open-mouthed nonsense, give you a listen to this voice, you should be able to believe it, right?"

Almost as soon as the words left her mouth, Bonnie clearly heard a woman's muffled grunt of pain, as if she had suffered a great injury.

Vaguely, Bonnie also felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.

But before she could identify the voice more carefully, the phone was simply hung up.

Another text message came in.

-- Tonight at 12:00, in the abandoned cabin at Fisherman's Wharf, one billion dollars, one dollar less, I'll chop this woman up!