Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel 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?"

"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.

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.