NovelEnglishFollowing the direction of Sebastian's finger, Bonnie saw the line of small print.
--The results showed that the pathogen was not dangerous.
"So is this a genetic disease or not?" Bonnie, however, grasped this point, "Dangerous or not is another story, whether it is a
genetic disease or not is the most important thing."
"No." Sebastian denied it.
"But | don't see that in the test report." Bonnie was a little unconvinced and wanted to keep looking through this examination
report to check.
Sebastian threw the report on the table and proceeded to circle her tightly in his arms, "What, you can't even trust your husband's
words?"
Bonnie immediately denied, "Of course | trust you, | just want to see for myself."
After all, there is a saying that seeing is believing.
What you see as true is really true.
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"So many English terminology, when you find it will have to be tomorrow morning, or hurry up and get srest, do not have to
go to Anna to support the scene?" Sebastian asked.
Right!
Bonnie had forgotten all about it.
She still has to go to Anna to support the scene, must be well nourished to do so.
But it's not very solid to just leave.
After thinking about it, Bonnie then admonished, "Then you look in here first, find that sentence ticked out and keep it forto
read tomorrow."
"Good." Sebastian's voice dotingly agreed.
Bonnie nodded her head in satisfaction at this.
After a pause he asked again, "And who is the very important friend you said you were going to see?"
"We'll find out tomorrow when you get back, so | won't tell you yet." Sebastian said mysteriously.
Bonnie bristled, but didn't press the issue.
Forget it, when Sebastian himself wants to say it, he will naturally say it.
She yawned and turned to leave the study.
Back in the bedroom, probably because of her pregnancy, Bonnie quickly fell asleep.
When | opened my eyes again, it was already 7:30 am.
The phone next to the pillow was turned off and muted, only the screen kept lighting up to indicate a call.
Bonnie reached over and picked up, her voice groggy, "Hello?"
"You finally answered the phone, are you coming over, Mrs. Robertson and Clara will be here soon!" Anna urged anxiously on the
other end of the line.
Bonnie instantly lost all sleep, directly rolled over and sat up, "I'll leave immediately, givehalf an hour!"
The cafe where we were supposed to meet was not far from the villa, so | hurried there after breakfast with my five children and
bumped into Mrs. Robertson and Clara.
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A few people outside the cafe looked at each other and the atmosphere froze up.
"Bonnie, are you here to help Anna today?" Mrs. Robertson asked in a cold voice.
Her voice sounded a little hoarse, and | don't know if she was angry and on fire last night, or if she had a quiet cry.
Bonnie pretended not to hear it, her tone polite but indifferent, "I'm just a spectator, on whose side, can not affect the outcome,
the real decision is in the hands of Mrs. Robertson is not it?"
"So what do you intend forto choose?" Mrs. Robertson asked again, "Or rather, what trap Anna has set up by callinghere
today."
"What trap?" Bonnie was full of confusion and spread her hands innocently, "Mrs. Robertson, | don't know what you mean, if you're
worried about Anna setting a trap for you, why don't you just go in and ask her yourself?"
Mrs. Robertson could not get the words out, and her face suddenly becugly.
With a cold snort, he lifted his steps toward the inside.
Bonnie followed suit and wanted to go in.
But before she could take two steps forward, shealmost bumped into Mrs. Robertson, who was in a hurry to exit.
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