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Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Chapter 1375
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Bonnie recalled that she didn't seem to see Dr. Leonard from the beginning to the end of the welcreception.

What's going on?

Didn't he say he would cand attend.

Moreover, Dr. Leonard and Max are very close, and it is impossible for Max not to be invited to this kind of occasion.

Is something delayed?

Bonnie stood up, "I'm going to go to the other house."

When we arrived at the alibi, Max was sitting on the couch smoking.

The greenish-white smoke lingered and smoked the entire room with the pungent smell of nicotine.

Bonnie was still pregnant and couldn't stop coughing when she smelled it.

"Bonnie?" Max snapped back to his senses and hurriedly extinguished the cigarette in his hand, "What are you doing over here!"

Bonnie pinched her nose and walked up, only to find that the ashtray on the coffee table was already piled high with cigarette

butts.

No wonder the house smells so bad!

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This is how much to smoke ah!

"Don't you want to die?" Bonnie glared at him in exasperation, "Smoke so much, you'll die!"

Max grinned, "And not every day to smoke so much, besides, | smoke more you cto care about me, my heart is beautiful, a

smile, can live a long life for years, just offset."

Bonnie: "....."

What kind of sophistry is this!

She didn't bother with Max and went straight to the window, opened it all the way and turned on the air exchange system again.

It took several minutes for the pungent smell in the living room to finally dissipate by half.

Bonnie still felt a little bad, "Let's go outside and talk."

Max then obediently followed her to the garden.

Dropping his head, his hands in his trouser pockets, his leather shoes kicked the granite floor in front of him with one blow.

A preoccupied look.

Bonnie instantly sensed that something was wrong, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, do | look wrong, I'm fine!"

No way!

Bonnie bristled.

Again smoking and walking away, how to look like nothing.

"We're brother and sister, what do you have to tell me, maybe | can help?" Bonnie said.

Max nodded perfunctorily, "Fine, fine, I'm sure I'll talk to you if there's something, by the way, what did you cto see me

about?"

"I would like to ask, today Dr ......"

Before the words were finished, the maid from the other house crunning out again, her face pale as ever, "Mr. Pearson, please

cand see, the Third Mistress is unwilling to take the medicine, she smashed the water cups and fell on the pieces herself, she

is bleeding a lot!"

What?

Max's face changed tically and he immediately turned and ran for the house.

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Bonnie also followed.

When she reached the bedroom door, Max stopped her.

"It's full of blood, you're pregnant don't go in, what if you get scared."

By this time, he was still taking care of Bonnie's health and safety.

Bonnie's heart warmed up, but her tone was insistent, "That's my third aunt, what's scary, I'll go over and help."

"Bonnie, do as you're told!" Max insisted.

Bonnie had to lose the battle, "Then I'll stand outside and wait."

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It took more than forty minutes for Max to cout of the house.

Hands are covered with blood, eyes tired, as if all of a sudden aged ten years.

This is the Max that Bonnie has never seen before.

The joy that was in him was drained away at once.

All that is left is the devastation, looking at it makes the heart feel desolate and sympathetic.

Tonight, what really happened?