Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Chapter 174

Furious, Aliyah called Bonnie a few times later.

Finally, Bonnie got impatient and blocked her.

Suddenly, the whole world became quiet!

Bonnie smacked her hands together and returned to her hotel suite.

Back to her room, Bonnie took off her jacket and kicked off her shoes, walking barefoot on the wooden floor.

"Babies, I’m back! What about having pot roast today?" Bonnie asked in a gentle voice, walking through the living room to the kitchen.

However, she caught a glimpse of a grim man sitting in the corner of the living room.

If it weren’t Sebastian, who else could it be?

"How… How did you get in?" Bonnie shivered, panic-stricken.

Sebastian was wearing a soft black custom-made suit today, whose shell buttons were sparkling in the sunlight and made his handsome face look even more seductive.

The seductive face, nevertheless, had nothing but sullenness written all over it.

What he said sent shivers down Bonnie’s back.

"Aren’t you afraid of being taken advantage of by men in that outfit?"

In that outfit?

Bonnie took a look at herself.

She only had a beige camisole on after taking off her jacket, and her collarbones and arms were fully exposed, while her hot pants showed her beautiful and slender legs.

But—

Did it matter if she dressed like this in her room?

Bonnie rolled her eyes impatiently. "Stop worrying about me, Mr. Grant. There’s no perv in my suite. If there must be one, it would be you!"

Anger glinted in Sebastian’s dark and cold eyes. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Did this woman just call him a pervert?!

Before he could say anything, Bonnie rushed to him, grabbed his arm, and pulled him out.

Unfortunately, women were no match for men physically. Even if Bonnie exerted herself to drag him out, Sebastian remained seated on the sofa.

On the contrary, she fell in his arms once he gave her a slight pull.

Suddenly, Bonnie was engulfed by his familiar and fresh scent, while Sebastian’s slightly calloused hand rested on her tiny waist. They could feel each other’s body temperature through that thin layer of skin.

Bonnie blushed furiously in an instant.

"Let… Let go of me." She struggled to get up.

Sebastian, nonetheless, clasped her in his arms, saying in a husky whisper, "Don’t move."

There was a hint of tenderness in his voice, and the atmosphere grew intense in the living room.

The two looked into each other’s eyes close.

The air between them kept heating up and almost burned.

From Bonnie’s angle of view, she could see Sebastian swallowing clearly.

However, just as he was about to press his lips against hers, there came a loud knock on the door.

"Sebastian! Sebastian! Open the door!"

Rupert’s call from outside the door made the steamy heat in the suite drop to freezing point.

Bonnie came to her senses, tore herself away from Sebastian with blush, and made for the door in a flurry.

But just as she got up, Sebastian pulled her back.

"Calm down, Sebastian. I’ll call the police if you do this to me again!" Just like a frightened rabbit, Bonnie covered her chest with her arms.

But she got a sneer as a reply.

Sebastian grabbed the thin blanket on the sofa, wrapped it around Bonnie, and said contemptuously, "Are you going to open the door in that camisole? What’s in your head, air?"