Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

After saying this, Sebastian turned around and prepared to leave.

But Auntie Nancy wouldn't have it.

She called out to Sebastian, "Stop and get this straight, how am I pretending to be asleep?"

She's sober, more than anyone!

Sebastian nodded and opened his mouth to inquire, "Well then, I would like to ask you Auntie Nancy, Nathan is being chased by me and you are so distraught, so what if it was you who was caught by me, would Nathan be willing to come to your rescue?"

On hearing that, Nancy's first reaction was to step back.

The eyes were alert and wary, "What do you want, to kidnap me?"

Sebastian: "......"

Sure enough, there is no way to wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep.

"Just an example, I'm not going to do anything to you, but hopefully Auntie Nancy you can go back and think about whether things are as I say they are."

Dropping these words, Sebastian leaves.

Only Nancy was left staggering in place, and the first hint of self-doubt appeared in her originally unwavering gaze.

Towards dusk, Nancy returned to the beach house.

"What took you so long to get back." Nathan had already waited in the living room, "That old man has been cursing in the basement for a long time, now there is no movement, it seems to be honest, but it is not a solution to make this noise every day, you find a way to get rid of him!"

Nancy's face changed, "You didn't feed him?"

Nathan slumped onto the couch, "You want food even though you cursed so badly, you're kidding!"

"My dad is diabetic, if there is no sugar intake, it will lead to hypoglycemia, light fainting, or outright death!" Nancy's face was so pale.

She grabbed some snacks from the cupboard and rushed to the basement in a hurry.

Open the iron door, Old Mr. Jones has been lying on a stretcher bed without moving.

"Dad, Dad are you okay!" Nancy rushed up to him.

Luckily, there is still breath, just passed out from hunger.

After Nancy gave him a little something to eat and sweetened milk, Old Mr. Jones' face gradually became rosy.

Only the person is still unconscious and did not wake up.

Nancy did not dare to take it lightly and continued to keep watch.

Nathan also followed and came to the basement, with more than a little contempt in his eyes, "What are you guarding him for, an old man only."

"He's my dad!" Nancy gritted her teeth, "What if something happens to him!"

Nathan did not think, "dead is dead, so old, long lived enough, and, you now trapped him here, really let him out alive, you think what good fruit can eat?" Nancy's body swayed and looked at Nathan with a few more icy eyes, "I feel that you have changed."

The Nathan who used to think for himself in every way, no longer exists.

Nathan saw this and rushed forward to embrace Nancy into his arms, "What nonsense, I'm still the same me, how could I change?"

"But you just looked terrible." Nancy said.

Nathan was keenly aware of what was going on, "Did someone tell you something bad about me?"

In front of Nathan, Nancy was not good at lying and had to be silent.

But silence, is the same as admission.

Nathan's expression changed dramatically, with waves of shock tumbling under his eyes.

Half the time, opened his mouth and admitted, "Yes, I have indeed changed."

Nancy looked up at him incredulously, "So, you don't love me anymore?"