Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Chapter 260

Sebastian felt there was a fire of wrath burning in his heart. Recently, Bonnie went in and out by her Cayennes but he was unable to trace the origin as if to show off. And now, she was going out late, wearing a beautiful dress, delicate make-up, and arresting perfumes.

Was she going to meet the guy who gave her the car?

"Mr. Grant," Donna seemed to have sensed something, and explained tentatively, "It seems Mrs. Grant is just going to meet some female friends. It's not what you think…"

Sebastian twitched his thin lips, "What am I thinking?"

"Well…" Donna could not find the right wording.

Sebastian flicked his eyes upward, "You don't have to tell me anything about her. I'm not interested."

Why should he interfere with Bonnie's business? She was just some random woman he picked to fool Aliyah. Why should he care about her?

Then Sebastian went straight to his study and slammed the door as loud as he could. The whole mansion was shaking with that slam. Seeing that, Donna dared not to say anything more. She simply went back to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

After two hours or so, it was almost ten o'clock at the night. Sebastian went out of his study and questioned Donna coldly, "Where's her?"

Donna was confused, "Who?" Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Annie." Sebastian clenched his teeth, "Why is she not back?"

Just as she was going to answer his question, something hindered her utterance. After a while, she said quietly, "Mr. Grant, didn't you forbid us to say anything about Mrs. Grant?"

She was curious if Sebastian regretted it.

"You don't have to tell me anything about her. It's just there is a rule in Sunshine Villa about this curfew. No one is allowed to enter after ten o'clock at night. You should inform her." Said Sebastian.

Donna was shocked, "When did we have that rule?"

"Now!" Sebastian answered drily.

Alright, Donna got it. Why couldn't he just admit that he wanted Mrs. Grant to return early? What the hell was that curfew? Well, what a child!

Donna shook her head resignedly and went to call Bonnie. Knowing that Sebastian was concerned, she put the phone on speaker.

After a while, someone picked up the phone.

"Hello?" It was just not Bonnie.

Instead, it was a man. The man's voice was very gentle, like the spring breeze in April that warmed your heart but not to Donna. She was just flustered.

She turned the speaker off and was about to hang up the phone. "I must have dialed the wrong number."

But before she could turn it off, Sebastian swooshed before her and took her phone, staring at it emotionlessly. It was under the name of Mrs. Grant.

Wrong number?

"Donna, you learned to tell lies now." His voice was freezing cold.

Donna never felt the situation more severe than there was perspiration in both her forehead and the palm of her hand. "Maybe it's my poor eyesight."

Sebastian could not care less about her. He simply took the phone and asked, "Where's she? With you?"

"She went out to buy some condoms."

Sebastian pulled a long face. The phone in his hand almost got squashed.