Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Chapter 177

Bonnie blushed slightly at the sight of the dazzling object on the table, saying apologetically, "I forgot to tell you there was a coin in one of them."

"Why did you put a coin in the ravioli?" Sebastian asked sullenly.

Bonnie muttered, "For good luck."

Anyone who happened to have the ravioli with a coin in it would have good luck for this year.

Bonnie cast another look at Sebastian as she spoke and went on earnestly, "You’ll have good luck this year. Your stock prices will rise; your profit will double; your wish will come true; your business will boom!"

Sebastian narrowed his eyes and taunted, "Where did you learn that, bootlicker?"

But his clenched jaw relaxed gradually.

Sebastian picked up another ravioli with his fork and put it in his mouth, and he actually had another coin.

Then he had the third coin when he ate the third ravioli. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

His softened features stiffened again. "How many coins did you put in the ravioli?"

Bonnie looked up at him and replied embarrassedly in an injured tone, "Well, about 80% of them have the coins."

Sebastian smacked his fork onto the table, the crisp sound resounding through the spacious room.

"If I hadn’t put enough coins in the ravioli, my babies would get upset if they didn’t have them," explained Bonnie.

Sebastian snorted, "Get rid of them."

What?

How should she get rid of them?

Bonnie tilted her head and pondered for a moment before she ventured, "How about I cut the ravioli open for you so that I can take the coins out of them?"

Sebastian stared at her and pushed his plate forward, his eyes hard to read. "OK."

Bonnie got down to work immediately. She took his plate, used another knife to cut the ravioli open, and took the coins out.

The moonlight cast its silver glow through the window and over her like a veil as she was taking out the coins seriously, making her look like a fairy.

Sitting across from her, Sebastian could see her healthy, soft dark hair shining in the moonlight.

Suddenly, he had the urge to touch it, so he stretched out his hand subconsciously.

Just at this moment, the door was kicked open from the outside.

Before the two of them could react, a figure strode toward them elegantly.

Who else could it be except for Aliyah?

Simmering with rage, Aliyah threw a glance at the food on the table and scoffed, "Well, I see why Miss Annie said she didn’t have time to meet me. It turns out she’s busy hooking up with my son."

Bonnie’s cheeks began to burn, as if she was given a slap across the face.

Did Aliyah say she was hooking up with Sebastian?

Aliyah hadn’t changed even a bit. She still hated her, so she used the nastiest words on her.

Back then, Bonnie had put up with it, but now, she wouldn’t anymore.

Bonnie rose to her feet, stared grimly at her and said in a proudly modest way, "Ms. Stewart, if I recall correctly, I didn’t invite you here. You’re trespassing now, and I will call the police to get you out."

"Then go ahead," Aliyah said provocatively.

The next moment, Bonnie took out her phone and called the police. "Hello, is that Willisto Police Department? Someone just illegally broke into my room. Here’s my address…"

Aliyah was stunned.

Was Annie out of her mind? She actually called the police?!