The President’s Five Children

Rupert snapped his fingers excitedly, “Without all the moles on Erika’s face, doesn’t she look exactly like Joanna?” And that proved Rupert’s assumption- Erika and Joanna may have switched identities – So, sometimes her heart disease disappeared.

Sebastian nodded in response and walked straight into the side hall. Three kids sat lining up the chair in a droopy state. Especially Erika, her face was flushed from sleepiness and tears were still dripping down on her long eyelashes. She looked pitiful and brought Sebastian back to the old days when Joanna was here. The moles on Erika’s face changed. Were they really fake moles?

Out of instinct, Sebastian wanted to touch Erika’s face.

“Daddy, what are you doing?” Joanna said at the door. Then she rushed over to hit Sebastian with her head and protected Erika behind her back. “How can you touch a girl’s face like that? A man and a woman should keep a proper distance. Understand?”This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Joanna was a little flustered, but she tried her best to stay calm, “Don’t touch Erika.”

“Why not? She’s my daughter now?” Sebastian said solemnly.

Joanna was choked in surprise. Sebastian slowly approached, intending to touch Erika’s face across Joanna. At this critical moment, Bonnie’s shout came from the living room.

Sebastian rushed towards there, leaving the kids in the side hall. But when he walked into the living room, he found Rupert was applying medicine to Bonnie’s wound.

Since when was she sensitive to pain? Sebastian walked forward, looking at Bonnie with a sneer on his face, “Is it really that hurt?”

“A car dragged you for a few miles? Try it and you’ll know.” Bonnie muttered.

Rage mixed with concern was brewing in Sebastian’s eyes. “Then why did you do that? Silly woman!”

“I was worried about the kids…” Before she could finish, Bonnie hissed from the pain when the disinfectant was poured on her wound.

Sebastian was irritable and turned to Rupert, “Any other gentle way?”

Rupert spread his hands with resignation. “I’m a doctor. All I have to do is to treat wounds properly not gently. Don’t vent it out on me!”

Sebastian turned gloomy and he said in a sulk, “I just think she’s noisy.”

Hearing this, the light in Bonnie’s eyes faded. She thought Sebastian at least cared about her when he helped her find the kids, but now it seemed she was wrong. Otherwise, why would he get annoyed at her voice?

“Mr. Robertson,” Bonnie lifted her eyes at Rupert and said with a pressed smile, “Please continue. I feel much better now, and I won’t make any noise.” No matter how hurt it was, she would hold back and swallow all the pain!