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Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel Chapter 815

Read Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies - Chapter 815: Who are you?

Read Chapter 815: Who are you? with many climactic and unique details. The series Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies is one of the top-selling novels by Internet. Chapter content Chapter 815: Who are you? - The heroine seems to fall into the abyss of despair, heartache, and empty-handed. But unexpectedly, a big event occurred. So what was that event? Read Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies Chapter 815: Who are you? for more details.

After taking two steps, he was tugged by William again.

"You can't go like this, there are so many of them, if they recognize you, how can I take you away?" William said.

Said, handed a wink to the driver next to him.

The driver immediately complied and went to find a wheelchair and even the kind of large flowered jacket that old people wear.

Bonnie was so sad that her whole body curled up and trembled, and was so dressed up that she really looked exactly like the old lady.

William also changed his clothes and disguised himself before pushing Bonnie towards the morgue.

Outside the door of the morgue, a lot of people gathered.

Five little guys, EricGeorge, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, and Rupert and Anna.

Their eyes were red and their cheeks were covered with criss-crossing tear marks.

At the moment, they are hugging in twos and threes, warming and soothing each other.

No one cared about the sudden appearance of the "old couple".

After all, there were other people's bodies in the morgue besides Sebastian's.

Everyone just assumed that the old couple was visiting the other bodies.

Therefore, Bonnie got into the morgue very smoothly.

The bone-chilling coldness came from all sides, freezing her to shiver, and all the blood in the body condensed into frost at this moment.

She saw Sebastian.

To be precise, Sebastian covered with white cloth.

The bright red blood stained the white cloth, clinging to the corpse, and even the edges were slowly dripping blood downward.

Just one hand hanging down from under the white cloth proves his identity.

On the finger of that hand, there is also a plain ring.

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