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Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Chapter 160
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Her clear eyes rolling, the little girl didn’t dare to meet Rupert’s gaze.

"Wouldn’t you have a try, Joanna?" Rupert kept pushing her.

Erika straightened herself up and forced herself to say, "Of course I would. I’m drinking it now."

She picked up that big glass as she spoke and gulped it down.

Just at this moment, the cashier ran over to Rupert, his face pale. "Mr. Robertson, something’s wrong with the cash

register. Could you come?"

Rupert left with the cashier.

A few minutes later, the problem was solved. He came back to Bonnie’s table, only to find that Erika had already

gulped down half glass of juice.

"Why don’t you finish it off? Is it because you don’t like it?" Rupert asked slowly.

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Erika, nonetheless, rolled her eyes. "Come on. I’m a kid, and I can’t drink that much. Do you want my stomach to

burst?"

Rupert looked down at Erika’s belly.

She was right.

The little girl’s stomach was poking.

Then Rupert moved his eyes to the ugly "Erika", whose stomach was flat. Apparently, she hadn’t drunk anything.

Rupert was confused.

Joanna adored cilantro, and hardly any kids liked it as she did, so she must love the cilantro juice he had prepared

for her.

If he saw it right, did that mean Erika and Joanna hadn’t swapped their identities?

Just as Rupert was deep in thought, the waiter served food to them.

Rupert recovered himself and started to eat.

Bonnie’s favorite was a local dish of Willisto, duck confit. It looked common, but smelled so good. Therefore, she

couldn’t wait to eat it as soon as the dish was served.

However, before she could touch it, Andrew grabbed her fork.

"What are you doing, Andrew?" Bonnie pouted in annoyance, looking angry.

But Andrew ignored her. He said sternly without even looking at her, "The wound on your back hasn’t healed up yet.

The duck is so greasy and strongly flavored, and it’s not good for your wound."

"Exactly, mommy. Have some steamed vegetables," Lukas pushed the vegetable to Bonnie.

Bonnie was speechless.

Now the two boys behaved like her mother, while she acted like a child!

But she still start to eat the steam vegetables in a huff.

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Suddenly, Lukas thought of something and turned to Rupert. "Mr. Robertson, my mom always complains that the

wound on her back hurts. Could you check it for her?"

"The wound hurts?" Rupert asked in puzzlement. "It can’t be happening because the wound was stitched up

skillfully. Let me check it."

Rupert reached out his hands as he spoke.

In his eyes, there were only patients, no matter they were male or female.

Bonnie, however, drew back with embarrassment. "Don’t… Don’t bother."

How could she let Rupert check the wound on her back in front of her four children?

Rupert saw the embarrassed look on her face, aware that it was inappropriate for him to do so. He drew back his

hands at once and said, "Well, why not let Erika take a picture of your wound in the toilet and then I’ll have a look at

it?"

"OK," Bonnie agreed.

She took Erika to the toilet and let her sit on the wash stand, so that the little girl could take a picture of her wound.

However, just as she lifted her blouse, she heard a weird noise coming from the farthest stall.