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Rupert is not too concerned about the sentence of life or death, in any case, the matter is explained down.
Even if Bonnie appears by then and knows about it, he has a clear conscience.
That's enough.
Just ......
I wonder where Bonnie is hiding in Willisto and why she still refuses to show up?
--
The next morning, Bonnie got up from bed and felt more pain in her back.
She actually took two tubes of painkillers to keep the pain down this time.
But even so, when she ate breakfast, she was in so much pain that she dropped her spoon.
Donna was the most attentive and could see right away that something was wrong, "Mrs. Grant, where do you
hurt?"
"A little discomfort in the back." Bonnie barely squeezed out a smile, "It's nothing serious, I'll go to the hospital for a
checkup later."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I'll go with you." Sebastian, who was drinking coffee and reading the financial newspaper, spoke up leisurely.
Bonnie raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her, her scarlet rose lips almost bitten to the point of
dripping blood.
This is the man who said last night that he wanted the wedding postponed and didn't go back to his room to sleep
all night.
But now it's posing as if it cares about her.
Who is it for?
For Donna?
Or for these maids and eye candy in the Sunshine Villa?
The more Bonnie thought about it, the harder it was in her heart.
She coldly refused, "No, Mr. Grant should go about his business, I'm not to the point where I can't walk to the
hospital and need someone to accompany me, I can go by myself."
"Mrs. Grant, Mr. Grant is concerned about you." Donna saw that the atmosphere was not quite right, and hurriedly
played in the middle.
But Bonnie acted as if she hadn't heard, replacing the spoon with a new one and continuing to drink the porridge.
Donna had to turn her attention to Sebastian, "Mr. Grant you see?"
Sebastian's face also shaded down, thin lips are unhappy pursed into a line, directly throw down the coffee cup and
got up and left.
"Hey, Mr. Grant? Mr. Grant!" No matter how much Donna shouted, Sebastian didn't turn around.
Sebastian walked straight to the garage and got into the car, wrapped in a coldness that froze as if it were the
middle of winter.
After sitting in silence in the car for several days, Sebastian dialed out a phone call.
"Mr. Grant, what can I do for you?" Eric asked respectfully on the other end of the phone.
"Today's company reunion is cancelled, change the project." Sebastian explained.
Eric was confused, "Is there some new case you're going to work on?"
"Just do it, where's all the nonsense!" Sebastian's tone grew grumpy.
--
After dinner, Bonnie left for the hospital.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOriginally Donna wanted to go along, but Bonnie said no to anything.
After all, she had let it slip in front of Sebastian that she wasn't at the point of needing someone to accompany her
to the hospital, so if she called up Donna and he found out, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?
So bracing herself, Bonnie planned to go to the hospital on her own.
But what she didn't expect was that when she first arrived at the hospital outpatient department to register, she
met an acquaintance.
"Mrs. Grant, what are you doing here?" Eric hurried up and asked with curiosity and concern.
Bonnie squeezed out a smile, "A little under the weather, planning to stop by."
"Then I'll go help you register, we are organizing a medical checkup today, it's more convenient to register or
something, I'll get it for you!"
Company organizes medical checkups?
I can't believe it's such a coincidence.
As he was thinking, Eric yanked over Bonnie's ID card, "Get a specialist in orthopedics, right?"
Bonnie was filled with confusion, "How did you know I had to register for an orthopedic specialist?"