Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel Chapter 161

Not in her wildest dreams had Bonnie expected to hear this kind of noise in a Ladies’ Room.

It was pretty clear what sort of activity was going on inside the bathroom judging by the pounding of the bodies and the suppressed sobs of a woman.

This was outrageous!

Why did they have to be so brazen in the middle of the day!

Bonnie was afraid that the kids might be influenced, so she took the girls out hurriedly.

“That is fast.” Rupert was slightly surprised.

Bonnie answered, “I’m sorry, Mr. Robertson, but I will send it to you later at night.”

Though he didn’t know why, Rupert didn’t question and nodded.

At the very next second, he saw a familiar figure who was hugging a blondie and they seemed pretty intimate and careless.

The gorgeous woman’s butt was grabbed by that man in front of many people.

The woman rolled her eyes at that man playfully, but she didn’t seem to be mad.

Rupert knitted his eyebrows.

What the hell was going on?

“Mr. Robertson.” Rupert then came around.

“We’re done. We’ll head out now. I will sort out my comments on taste tests and email them to you later.”

“Sure.” Rupert nodded.

He then saw Bonnie and three kids out and then asked the waiter to drive Joanna or rather Erika back to the Sunshine Villa.

He then turned around and went to a table which was in the corner of the restaurant and greeted smilingly, “Fancy to meet you here, Prof. Smith.”

Peter was having dinner with the smoking-hot woman and was quite merry.

Hearing Rupert’s voice, Smith looked up and then remembered Rupert’s identity, “Mr. Robertson. What a coincidence.”

Smith then caressed the woman’s slender waist carelessly, “What do you want from me?”

“Nothing. I just saw you and wanted to say hi.” Rupert sensed Peter’s rudeness and was a bit irritated.

But he still remained friendly and was wearing a polite smile, “Well, then, Prof. Smith. Take your time, please. Order whatever you want and they’re all on me.”

Peter was instantly pleased.

He got rid of his arrogant attitude and buttered up to Rupert, “Well, this is your restaurant, Mr. Robertson. Great taste.”

“I’m flattered, Prof. Smith,” Rupert responded lightly.

Peter then asked, “Can I dine here in the future for free?”

“Of course.” Rupert nodded.

He didn’t think too much and just thought that Peter was joking.

After all, Prof. Smith was well-renowned abroad.

He earned a fortune by selling scar-reducing creams that he developed himself.

He wasn’t exactly short of money, so he wouldn’t be a freeloader.

That being said, this Smith was quite gross.

Rupert then drove home.

But halfway, the manager of the restaurant called him and sounded urgent, “Mr. Robertson, can you come back to the restaurant? That professor ordered way too much.”

“Well, how much can he order? Put it on my tab.” Rupert answered indifferently.

The manager responded, “He ordered ten bottles of Lafite and five bottles of Romanee Conti and a preserved White Wine which was used to celebrate the opening of the restaurant.”

Rupert’s temples throbbed, “I’ll be right back.”