Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies
Chapter 1126: Misunderstanding

With that in mind, Eric took another deep breath and cheered himself up.

Following that, he squeezed out a smile towards Bonnie, "Young grandmother, I'm going to enroll in a nutritionist class to get a license so that I can cook for George in the future." And this way the dish will not be disliked by George.

And hearing this, Bonnie's heart was only full of heartache.

"It's hard enough for you to handle the Grant Group's work, but why do you have to get a nutritionist's license? Bonnie said in a good-natured way.

And it's clearly George's fault.

Even if you don't like Eric's cooking, you can't go so far.

It's so rude!

"Wait, I'm going to teach Georgea lesson right now," Bonnie made a motion of rolling up her sleeves and strode aggressively towards George's hospital room.

Eric saw this and rushed forward to stop it.

The two of you pulled and pulled, still walking to the door of the ward.

Bonnie pushed the door open straight away, intending to go in and teach George a lesson.

It just so happened that George was on the phone in a hurry, and when he saw Bonnie, he hung up the phone in a frenzy, and yelled, "You, you, you, why did you come in without knocking!" Bonnie rolled her eyes at him, "What, did you do something wrong in the middle of the day, so you're so scared?"

George:

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He didn't do anything wrong, but just now he was talking to Max about Bonnie, and then the real owner came, so of course he was nervous.

What if Bonnie gets angry and thinks she's chewing on him behind his back?

You know, Bonnie launched a fire, although not hitting people, but more terrible than hitting people!

"I didn't do anything," George balked, then changed the subject, "What the hell do you want, running in here out of nowhere?"

Bonnie then remembered the purpose of her trip and gave George a hard stare before asking, "Why don't you eat Eric's cooking?"

"You know I didn't eat it?" George's eyes instantly glared like copper bells.

Eric waved his hand beside him, "I didn't say that, I just happened to run into the young grandmother."

Bonnie also opened her mouth to explain, "That's right, just met me, come on, why?"

George glanced at Eric with difficulty, "I can tell you, but Eric has to get out first." Eric: "

I don't know why I feel like I got another arrow in my heart!

"Isn't it too much for you to not eat Eric's cooking and not even let Eric know why?" Bonnie didn't know the reason and wanted to help Eric get the right to know again. Finally found George a strong toward their own eyebrows, which suddenly realized.

Then immediately stood on George's side, "So what, Eric why don't you go out first, I'll tell you when I'm done listening."

"Okay young grandmother." Eric turned around obediently and went out.

He turned toleave before George told Bonnie why.

Followed by spreading his hands, full of innocence, "Now you know, I don't eat his cooking, it's good for him."

Bonnie was silent for a long time.

Indeed, George did do what was best for Eric.

Otherwise Eric is always injured, and when the time comes, even when working on the computer is difficult.

"But......Bonnie is still a little heartbroken, "I look at Eric so lost in thought, I'm a little heartbroken."

George rolled his eyes hard towards her, "You think you're the only one who's upset and I'm not?"

Just saw Eric's hand injury, his nostrils are sore, almost dropping tears, okay!

"You......" Bonnie realized something else with a jolt and instantly widened her eyes, "You don't like Eric, do you?"

Otherwise, why do you care so much about Eric?

George almost got a laugh out of it, "Annie, it's all about one pregnancy, and it seems to be true, isn't that obvious enough?" He just about had the words like Eric etched on his face.

Otherwise he had enough to eat, run to replace Eric, to the abandoned warehouse, risking his life to save a few little ones.

Bonnie sarcastically touched the tip of her nose, "I thought you were there to save the little ones because of me, after all, we are good friends." "Friends are like clothes, men are the hands and feet!" George said.

Bonnie was so angry that she grabbed the pillow on the empty bed next to him and smashed it, "Scum, get out!"

The sound was a little loud, just in time for Eric outside the door to hear the word scum.

He lowered his azure-black eyes, complicated sentiments playing in the eyes, shocking waves, so that people can not really see.