Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel Chapter 1610

Thinking, Nancy looked at Nathan again, her eyes became birdlike for a few moments, "It belongs to the three of us, the three of us as a family."

"Of course, these will all be ours." Nathan hugged her tighter, a sly, sinister smile crossing the corners of his eyes.

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Early the next morning, Nancy came down from upstairs and prepared to leave for the office.

I searched around but couldn't find Nathan's figure.

Instead, there was a constant muffled grunt in the basement.

She walked in, puzzled, and saw Old Mr. Jones tied up and his mouth held open with an instrument.

And Nathan took the vise and pulled his teeth off a little.

Next to the black leather shoes, there are already several white teeth with blood.

Apparently it was just pulled off.

"Nancy, you're up." Nathan was smiling and his hands kept moving, "Breakfast is on the dining room table, hurry up and eat."

Nancy, however, stood unmoving, her gaze directed to Old Mr. Jones, who was gazing a short distance away, her brow furrowed, "What are you doing?"

Nathan's tone was unhurried, "This old man started talking nonsense early in the morning, and the noise really bothered me, so I simply did it and helped him shut up."

As he spoke, Old Mr. Jones' eyes had taken on an expectant look, as if waiting for Nancy to rescue him.

In the end, the old man who is half buried in the soil, the body is not that strong, at the moment the pain is close to fainting.

But in anticipation, I only heard Nancy say coldly, "You shouldn't have pulled out his teeth, what if he couldn't eat and starved to death?"

Old Mr. Jones's heart, a little bit sunken.