Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel Chapter 816

Eric's voice was a little loud, beckoning in Rupert and George from outside as well.

"What's going on?" George asked.

"These two guys just tried to lift Mr. Grant's white cloth, and it looks like they took something." Eric said.

Hearing this, George was instantly filled with anger.

Immediately began to roll up their sleeves, "Fuck, you guys still dare to take something, can not respect the dead ah!"

The eyes are about to go straight up and fight.

Luckily Rupert still kept his wits about him and hurriedly stopped George, "Things are not clear yet, don't be so impulsive."

With that, he turned his head to look at Bonnie in the wheelchair, and his tone was kind, "This grandmother, lying there is my very, very good brother and my cousin, please understand our mood, let's check it out, okay?"

"Is he ...... really dead?" Bonnie asked with a trembling voice.

Rupert flinched and laughed bitterly, "Yeah, if you don't die, how come you're lying here?"

This is a morgue, not a hospital room.

What living person would be lying here!

"Well, let's start checking then." Rupert said, and passed a wink to Eric.

Eric immediately began to check.

He really only looked at Bonnie's shirt pockets and palm of her hand.

After making sure there was nothing, he stood up straight and apologized, "I'm really sorry, I misunderstood you, but there are too many reporters outside today, and I'm worried that someone is mixing in and trying to take pictures of the corpse to make headlines."

Bonnie stared dead at the body under the white cloth, not a word could be said.

"Then let's go." William pushed Bonnie and left the morgue.

When re-entering the elevator room, Bonnie's tears poured down again, quickly wetting her jacket and staining it with a strange puddle of water.

Behind him, William was looking extraordinarily complicated.

Sebastian, actually really died.

Bonnie suffered all the way until she was sure she was in an environment where no one was watching, then she dared to take out the note.

Although it was just a note, Bonnie was already sure that Sebastian was definitely not dead.

Must not be dead!

As she thought, she trembled and unfolded the note.

On the small palm-sized note was a handwriting that was too familiar to her.

The handwriting belonging to Sebastian Thucydides is favorable.

--Don't miss my wife!

The simple four words made Bonnie instantly cry like a fountain.

Long ago, her icy limbs were once again flooded with warm blood, causing her whole body to tremble with excitement.

She knew that Sebastian was not dead!