The President’s Five Children

Finally, Erika was taken to the St Mary’s Hospital by Sebastian as she wished.

She climbed up to the chair in the doctor’s office and said earnestly with her hands on her hips, “The doctor needs to check my pulse, and she has to lift my shirt. You’re a boy, daddy. Leave the room now!”

Sebastian didn’t say anything and left the room, waiting outside.

Meanwhile, Erika looked at the doctor and pondered, her thick lashes fluttering, her hands rubbing each other. “Miss Pretty Doctor, do you want to know something about your love life? Or your luck financial-wise? I don’t want money. I just want to ask a favor of you!”

Three minutes later.

The female doctor opened the door and looked at Sebastian. “She needs an I. V. Drip. Please go to the first floor to pay the medical fee.”

Sebastian said OK and went downstairs.

The moment he left, Erika poked her head out behind the doctor and said, “Thank you, Miss Pretty Doctor, wish you would find your boyfriend soon.”

The female doctor’s heart melted and she said, “Where are you going? Let me take you there.”

“Don’t bother.” Erika waved her hand. “I can go there on my own. Go ahead with your work, Miss Pretty Doctor!”

Erika had to get back to her original position, and no one else needed to know that. Thinking so, she started to look for her two brothers and mother in the hospital, her two ponytails dancing.

At the payment window on the first floor, Bonnie took the stack of receipts and forced a smile. “Thank you.”

“The transfusion room is on the third floor. Go back to your kid’s side soon,” the cashier said.

Bonnie nodded and said OK.

Erika had always had a strong stomach. Bonnie wondered why she had a stomachache after having some spicy pasta. Fortunately, Erika was sent to the hospital in time. The doctor said that she could go home after she had an I. V. Drip.

With that in mind, Bonnie turned around with the receipts, but bumped into a muscular chest.

Suddenly, the familiar scent engulfed and shocked her. She looked up and happened to meet his indifferent eyes.

The next second, Bonnie had difficulty in breathing, as if the air suddenly became thin.

Sebastian.

It was Sebastian again!

Willisto was a huge city, but she had met him twice in the same day.

Bonnie avoided Sebastian’s gaze immediately, her knuckles pale. She didn’t even apologize to him.

She wouldn’t apologize to him anyway, because he didn’t deserve it!

“Are you all right?” Sebastian asked in a husky whisper, his eyes fixed on her.

“I’m all right,” Bonnie replied in a cold voice.

Sebastian stared at the tiny woman in front of him with his dark eyes. Suddenly, mixed feelings surged through him, and he actually felt the joy of reunion…

He had met this woman at the airport earlier today, and now again in the hospital. What a coincidence!

Sebastian had never seen this face before, yet the pair of eyes was so familiar to him. They were beautiful but detached, as if they were telling people to keep a distance from her.

Besides, Sebastian could see hostility and resentment in her eyes, as if she was about to eat him alive, or that he was her sworn enemy, which puzzled him.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Did he have a history with her?

But in his memory, he remembered nothing else about her except for the encounter with her at the airport earlier today.

“Do we know each other?” Sebastian raised his brows and asked doubtfully.

Bonnie, nonetheless, didn’t hesitate for a second and denied with curt finality, “No!”

She wished she had never known him before!

If possible, she wouldn’t want to know him her next life, her next next life, and her next next next life!

Before Sebastian could say anything, the cashier behind the window urged, “Sir, are you going to pay? If not, please don’t get in the way.”

“Yes, I am.” Sebastian walked up to the window immediately.

Meanwhile, Bonnie also turned around and left, thinking to herself.

Sebastian actually got ill, and he came alone. Had he caught some STD?

It must be!

After all, he was the president of the Grant Group. Usually, he was accompanied by a lot of people, but now, he didn’t even have a personal assistant with him.

Seemingly, he was seriously ill, and he was too ashamed to tell anyone about it.

Bonnie wished secretly that he would never get well. It would be better if he couldn’t get it up again for the rest of his life.

But the next second, Sebastian stopped her. “Hold on.”