Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel Chapter 160

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.

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.

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.