Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies
Chapter 1188: Why there is no picture of you as a child

Bonnie, however, said nothing to let go of her hand.

She hugged the album as if it were a treasure, "It's okay, this compartment is vacuumed, there will be no bacteria."

Hearing this, the driver stopped persuading.

With Bonnie in tow, we headed back to the villa.

Although she was nostalgic for the photos in the album, Bonnie held off until the afternoon, until Sebastian and the five children returned, and then opened them together to look at them.

Of course, there is a George who is waiting for the result of the gossip.

The A4-sized photo album was opened, with heads all over the side.

"Wow, this is what grandparents looked like when they were young. The girl next to her holding the frog, is that mommy?" Little Joanna asked curiously.

Bonnie nodded shyly, "Yes, this is the first time Mommy went camping and saw a little frog when she was eight years old, so she was very happy and brought it back to Grandpa and Grandma on purpose."

As a result, the little frog placed in the pond in the garden, every night began to cry alone, so noisy that she could not sleep, and finally took several hours in the car to send it back to the suburbs.

Further back, it is Bonnie riding in the tree grinning, and under the tree is Sebastian with a book without a smile.

It was Joanna's turn to be surprised, "So daddy was so stinky when he was a kid, he didn't look like a kid at all."

"That's right, your daddy was all over the board as a kid, I don't know what I liked about him." Bonnie nodded her head and followed the spit. Sebastian: "......"

What else could it be?

Of course it is greedy for his handsome beauty ah!

Each photo has its own story and memories when you go through them.

But when she thinks of all the people she loves and who love her, Bonnie is no longer so afraid to face these memories.

Soon, the album was finished turning.

Bonnie looked up at George, "Well, now you're sure, I didn't look like a thousand bucks when I was a kid, it was all cultivated when I grew up."

George, however, shook his head with a serious expression, "No, it's not right."

"What's wrong with that?" Bonnie asked rhetorically, puzzled.

After a long time of hesitation, George spoke up and reminded, "Don't you notice, Annie, that your pictures, at the earliest, start from just over a year old?" Further back, especially when swaddled, there is not a single photo.

This is too strange.

Families like the Morgan family like to take pictures to remember everything around them and to preserve them.

How could you not capture Bonnie as a baby?

Even if one, one will do!

When Bonnie heard this, she was instantly stunned.

Looking back, rush to look through the album.

It's true that there is none!

She has pictures from the age of one year old.

Further on, nothing could be found.

"Annie, I don't mean anything else," George spoke slowly, "could it be that I was really right last night, that you were someone's daughter left behind and then, as it happens, picked up by the Morgan family?" Bonnie's face faded to blood at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The body swayed and almost fell.

But when Sebastian was about to reach out to help, she jerked her feet toward the foyer.

The action was so fast that Sebastian didn't even tug on it.

"Bonnie, where are you going?" Sebastian asked.

Bonnie didn't even look back, "I'm going back to Morgan Mansion, I'll go look again, I'm sure I can replace a picture of me as a kid!"