Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies
Chapter 355: I will take care of your son

Bella can't wait to replace Bonnie now and send her to the West, just like she did five years ago.

That's right, it's sending Bonnie to the West.

Bella is very confident about this.

After all, five years ago she was able to fool Bonnie into turning Erika, and five years later she certainly can.

Just like now, Bella had a great idea in her head.

She looked at Mrs. Nicholson, whose face was covered with blood, and cleared her throat, "All right, I can spare your son."

"Really?" Mrs. Nicholson was overjoyed and hurried to look up at Bella, "Thank you Mrs. Grant, thank you."

"Don't rush to thank me first, I can spare him, but there are conditions." Bella said slowly.

With that, Bella stretched out her carefully made crystal nails and pointed to the noodle soup that was still gurgling and tumbling, "Wash your face with this water and I'll let your son go."

What?!

Mrs. Nicholson looked at Bella with an incredulous face.

This is boiling noodle soup, normal people can't even touch it with their fingers, and Bella actually let her wash her face?

It will definitely disfigure ah!

And that's not all, Bella said, "After you wash your face, replace a way to stay in the psychiatric hospital, when someone comes to ask you about what happened back then, you will blame it all on Bonnie, saying that it was all her own fault.

She was the one who didn't want the baby back then and begged me to take it and marry Sebastian, and said that if I didn't say yes, she would strangle the baby, and I had no choice, you know?" Bella thought that was the perfect way to say it.

After all, she now has Mrs. Nicholson and the child killed, rather than a sense of wanting to cover up.

How about letting them live well, but become crazy, so that even if Sebastian doesn't believe what the crazy person says, there is a chance she can turn the tables.

The bottom line is that with Mrs. Nicholson in the asylum, she's conveniently in control.

As for how Mrs. Nicholson got to the mental hospital, isn't that already the way to go?

Just ask a normal person, will wash your face with boiling hot noodle soup?

Only a psychopath could do such a thing!

"I ......" Mrs. Nicholson hesitated, "Mrs. Grant, please leave me alone."

"Anyway, I've put the choice in front of you, you can choose if you like." Bella said, and stomped hard on the small child on the ground.

The child let out a painful and short cry, his eyes rolled over and he was about to pass out.

When she saw this, Mrs. Nicholson almost fainted too.

She clenched her teeth, her extremities were cold and temperatureless, and trembled as she inquired, "If I say yes, what about my son?" "Of course I'll take good care of him, don't worry, with the strength of our the Jones family, it's not enough to feed a child?" Bella said. After a pause and added, "Do not hesitate, you do not agree, your son is really no good days."

"Okay, I promise." Mrs. Nicholson finally gritted her teeth and agreed.

She raised a step towards the stove and trembled, reaching out her hand to cup the pot of noodle soup to wash her face.

But after all, she is just an ordinary woman, ah, to hurt themselves like this, is a little afraid.

Mrs. Nicholson stood in front of the stove, hesitant to do so.

Bella got tired of waiting and went up to Mrs. Nicholson, grabbed her by the hair, and tried to push her right into the pot.

"Ah!" The sharp, painful female voice instantly resounded throughout the dilapidated earthen house!