Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies
Chapter 1190: Is it fate?

Bonnie, however, clutched his hand.

Teary-eyed, she said, "How is it possible that I'm not the Morgan family's child? How can I not be their child!"

These tears are not only the disbelief and trepidation in the face of the real life.

More than that, it's confusing.

If she is not the child of the Morgan family, then whose child is she?

She thought she was a baby conceived with love by her parents, but in reality, she was just an abandoned orphan who was picked up by the Morgan family?

"Even if you are indeed the Morgan family's found child, but in their eyes, you have long been their most beloved child, better than their own, you know?" Sebastian said. After a pause and added, "And the outcome of this matter is not necessarily the same as you think it is, we go back first, wait for tomorrow and then replace someone to help."

Bonnie's heart was in turmoil and she dutifully followed Sebastian back to the villa.

At this end George has also just put five children to bed.

When he saw Bonnie and Sebastian return, he rushed to welcome them, "How was it?"

Bonnie dragged her body numbly back to her room as if she hadn't heard.

Sebastian, on the other hand, stood in front of George with a stony face and shook his head.

Meaning, no photos were found to prove that Bonnie was the Morgan family child.

George listened with remorse.

He raised his hand and gave himself a big slap on the ear.

It's all his fault, he had to say something about Bonnie not being the Morgan family's child, and now it's done!

"Is this mouth of mine supposed to be open?" George blamed himself immensely, "Is it too late for me to go and apologize to Annie?"

"She can't listen to anything right now, and it's useless for you to apologize," Sebastian said in a hushed voice, "so why don't you get someone to go to Morgan Mansion and help look for the photos if you have the time?"

George hurriedly nodded his head and turned to run out the door.

Only two steps away, he was called by Sebastian again.

"There's not much point in going to the photos, so it's better not to do useless work."

George's eyes widened in shock, "So what the hell am I supposed to do now?"

"Wait." Sebastian nodded and turned to go upstairs.

Not much later, back in front of George, reached out and handed George a ball of toilet paper.

"What's this?" George asked curiously.

Sebastian said, "Bonnie's hair, you go to the sanatorium now, get Aarav's hair, do the fastest paternity test you can, and let me know the results right away."

A paternity test is obviously a faster way than replaceing a photo.

Although Aarav Morgan is only an uncle, he is related by blood after all.

If Bonnie is indeed the child of the Morgan family, then the DNA match with Aarav must be more than 50 percent.

Medically speaking, a match of more than fifty percent will establish that the blood relationship is within three generations.

"You go ahead and check it out, let me know if you have any results, I'll take care of pacifying Bonnie's side." Sebastian's lips pursed into a line and said in a deep voice. George hurriedly nodded his head, than an OK gesture, and flew away from the villa.

At this end, Sebastian went back upstairs.

Looking at Bonnie, who was already lying down and sleeping on the bed, her expression was extraordinarily complicated.

Only after a long time did he stretch out his fingers and touch Bonnie's cheek with great compassion, whispering quietly.

"Is it fate that I am the adopted child of THE Grant family, and you are too, so could it be that, even if I become Sebastian Jones, you become the wife I was set up to be long ago?"