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Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Chapter 1302
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Grabbing her bag, Bonnie walked downstairs in style.

A few little ones are sitting on the living room couch waiting.

When they saw Bonnie coming downstairs, they all looked up, "Mommy, are we ready to go?"

"Yeah, pack it up and go!"

That's when Donna cout, carrying a large thermos in her hand.

"Young grandmother, you can bring this over." Donna shoved the insulated box into Bonnie's hands, "I heard from the housekeeper

over at the old house that Ms. Stewart's appetite has been a little poor lately, so | made a little savory dish to go with the rice."

Donna's craft, Bonnie is aware of.

More than a good word.

When she was in the early stages of pregnancy, everything she smelled made her want to vomit, so she only had Donna's little

pickles to go with her meal.

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If it weren't for Donna, would the little one in her belly be as healthy as she is now?

Thinking, Bonnie hugged the thermos box tightly, "Okay, I'll bring it over later, and I'll be sure to tell my mother-in-law that you

prepared this specially for Donna."

Donna couldn't stop laughing, "You kid, what's there to say about that, it's not a good thing either."

But Bonnie could see that Donna wanted to be thanked.

She hooked up her scarlet lips and smiled, before leaving with a few little ones.

Arriving at the old house by car, the five little ones immediately rushed inside, not even bothering to wait for Bonnie to join them.

"You guys ......" Bonnie looked at their backs and shook her head somewhat helplessly.

Forget it!

These little ones have not cto see their grandmother for a long time, their hearts may be more miss it, it is normal to run so

fast.

She is busy with her own work.

With that in mind, Bonnie went to the trunk and got the big pile of stuff and walked slowly inside.

In addition to the small savory dishes Donna asked to bring, there were also nutritional products prepared by Bonnie, as well as the

latest seasonal jewelry.

Full, strangled Bonnie hands can not lift up.

What's worse is that the view is blocked by the boxes stacked high in the hands, and every step has to be taken very carefully.

But even so, Bonnie still accidentally bumped into someone.

She stumbled several steps and finally steadied herself.

But the things in his hands fell all over the floor, and all the small pickles were scattered.

The small pickles that still exude an attractive scent are now stained with dust on the ground and look extra dirty.

Bonnie couldn't care less about heartache.

Because the next moment, the woman she collided with rushed forward angrily, and her carefully manicured crystal nails almost

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poked Bonnie directly in the head.

"You walk without looking at the eyes ah, if | knockeddown, | will kill you!"

Such an obscene and sharp invective, Bonnie could not help but frown at the clear eyebrows.

"This lady, please be polite, | accidentally bumped into you just now, | can apologize to you, but it's really ugly for you to be so

aggressive."

Hearing this, the woman's expression was exaggerated beyond belief, and she pointed her finger back at the tip of her nose,

"You're teachingto do something? Do you know who | am!"

"No matter who you are, everyone should speak calmly and solve problems." Bonnie remained unassuming.

And the woman seemed to have heard a big joke, her expression beceven more exaggerated, "Peace of mind, you're a lowly

inferior, also worthy?"

Bonnie: "7???"

Where does she look like a lowly inferior.