Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies
Chapter 652: Why not draw my blood?

George naturally said yes.

Following a bit of confusion sent a message, "Natan who is ah, how I think the name is a bit familiar ah."

Although he followed Bonnie, but for Bonnie five years ago those feud, do not know, so naturally also do not know the existence of Natan.

Bonnie is not in the mood to explain at this time, back to him, "Anyway, you help me check it out."

George immediately chose to shut up, "Wait, I'm going to the cemetery now."

Exiting the texting interface, Bonnie sat on the bed wrapped in her blanket, staring at her phone with dead eyes.

After staring for more than an hour, the phone screen finally lit up.

It's a message from George!

It was a tombstone information sheet, on which, in addition to Natan's date of birth and various information, was the cause of death.

In that line, there are four big words written in fire death!

Bonnie felt like her whole world had fallen apart.

Although she had not witnessed the fire, her mind already pictured Natan crying in the blaze.

She has experienced the pain of being licked by the fire, so she feels it extraordinarily well.

How much that should hurt!

Her Natan, how could she be so miserable!

Silent tears, wetting Bonnie's entire face, left her almost in pain.

This night, she did not fall asleep again.

Couldn't sleep, and didn't dare to sleep again.

Afraid that as soon as I close my eyes, I will dream about the dead Natan and then tear my heart out again in my dreams.

By the end of the day, Bonnie was emaciated to the core.

But thinking that today was Damon's day for his transplant, she managed to crawl out of bed and put on a light makeup with the air cushion and lipstick in her bag to make her look a little better. Only then did he open the ward door.

Outside the door, Sebastian, whose eyes were red and bloodshot, locked eyes with her.

Compared to Bonnie, Sebastian is not much better, those pupils are scarlet, overnight, the green stubble actually sprouted.

Where there is what Willisto the first richest domineering look, say is a bum also believe ah!

"Annie," Sebastian, however, did not feel haggard at all, and came forward very concerned, "Are you hungry, I will go downstairs to buy you breakfast, okay?"

"Yeah." Bonnie's voice was husky, but not as cold as last night.

This is because she saw the cemetery record sheet, all the records of Sebastian's former visits to pay respect to Natan.

It was her and Sebastian's baby. It must have been hard for Sebastian to lose the baby, too, right?

But Bonnie still doesn't understand why Sebastian won't tell her the truth directly.

Can't you just tell her that Natan is dead?

It's better than giving her a lot of hope now and having to accept despair in the end!

Bonnie thought and took a deep breath, "Sebastian, I'd like a small dumpling."

"Okay, I'll go get it now." Sebastian immediately nodded his head and said.

When he turned to leave, Bonnie went to Damon's hospital room.

Vivian and Katifen were also in the ward, both of them even more nervous than Damon, constantly pacing back and forth, their brows full of eagerness.

When she saw Bonnie come in, Vivian put her arms around her, "Annie, this bone marrow transplant is going to be a success, right?"

"Definitely." Bonnie showed a smile to reassure Vivian, "Rupert is the best doctor in Willisto, he is the main surgeon, your husband is responsible for playing the hand, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid there's not enough blood," Vivian replied, "I'm supposed to operate at eight o'clock, but the nurse said that there are not enough blood bags in reserve and they have to transfer them from other hospitals.

"Why do you have to go farther than that?" Bonnie was full of confusion, "Don't Damon and I have the same blood type, why not draw mine?"