Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies
Chapter 492: Things take a turn for the worse

At the age of three, when Natan was two, he mistakenly broke into a church, which then burst into flames, trapping Natan and burning him to a charred corpse. In this world, there is no more Natan.

"You'll have to tell her sooner or later," Rupert said in a deep voice, "Cousin, it's useless for you to come to me about this, you'll have to think of something yourself." After all, the baby was born to Sebastian and Bonnie.

Sebastian is the father of Natan.

If Sebastian, the father, doesn't go and explain the truth to Bonnie, what is he doing as an uncle?

"Her original purpose for returning to Willisto was to take Natan and Joanna," Sebastian's voice grows hoarse.

But now Bonnie's dream has collapsed.

If she knew that Natan had died three years ago, she would be devastated, right?

Even, will leave him because of sadness and disappointment, and take the remaining four children and go far away.

Sebastian has already lost Bonnie once, he doesn't want to go through it again!

"But cousin," Rupert's expression was helpless, "she will know sooner or later, do you still want to hide it from her for the rest of your life?" Sebastian was silent.

He couldn't hide it from Bonnie forever.

But at least until Bonnie speaks up and says she forgives him, he'll keep it a secret.

"I'll explain this to her when she trusts me enough." Sebastian said almost to himself.

I don't know if the strength of the bottle of sake has come on, or if Sebastian's whole body has been drained of all strength.

He surprisingly lay directly on the stone by the hot spring, facing the bamboo roof, dark eyes deep as if they were holding many thick meanings.

Rupert stared at him for a long time, but finally he couldn't help but sigh and advised, "Cousin, if you keep hiding it now, it will only make Bonnie hate you more on the day when the truth is revealed." Hate the fact that he has clearly taken custody of the child and now has taken the child's life.

"If I could, I'd rather trade my life for Natan's." Sebastian laughed bitterly.

But......

Where in this world is there if ah?

Looking at Sebastian's unbearable pain, Rupert didn't hold back in the end.

"There was a message I didn't want to tell you, but seeing you in so much pain and being pushed to this point, I'll tell you, even if it gives you a little hope to live." Rupert said.

"What?" Sebastian responded perfunctorily, but with little interest.

Without answering, Rupert turned around and walked out of this spa room.

It was about half an hour before he walked in with a new bottle of sake, and in his other hand was an appraisal report.

Rupert handed the identification report to Sebastian.

"Last time when you asked me to help with the paternity test, I managed to get the tissue sections from Natan's autopsy back then to be more secure, and here is the identification report."

When Natan died in a fire, Sebastian did not think it was a murder, so he deliberately sought the identification of a very famous forensic pathologist, but the results were only proved to be natural death.

Those tissue sections that were placed in the forensic identification service, which were originally a permanent pain in Sebastian's heart, were not expected to come in handy now.

Sebastian, who was still depressed, suddenly rolled over and sat up, staring at the identification report in his hands with burning eyes, but did not dare to open it.

"What is the result of this......?"

After saying this, he laughed at himself.

The result is in his own hands, isn't it? If he opens it, he can see it, so why does he have to ask Rupert?