Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar Chapter 347

I was different from that man

Standing beside John, she looked at him with her beautiful eyes full of pity.

She had known everything from the teacher and arrived at Houston at once.

Seeing the expression on John’s face, she felt heartbroken.

John had always been a positive man, but a little giddy, which was not annoying, but had a unique charm.

He was not bad at all.

He always wore a cheeky smile in front of his sisters and often flirted with them.

But at this moment, his silence was totally different from usual.

John must be very sad.

Bertha’s heart also hurt.

She didn’t try to persuade him, but silently accompanied him.

If he hadn’t stood up or eaten anything, she wouldn’t leave nor eat.

However, the rain was getting heavier.

The wind was blowing more violently.

Bertha couldn’t hold the umbrella and threw it aside. She didn’t use the forceful shield to protect herself, allowing the violent wind and rain to hit her. Her clothes had already been wet, and were tightly attached to her body.

Her perfect figure was outlined in the rain.

Ignoring the rain on the ground, she squatted down, with her arms around her knees and her head leaning on the arm of John.

The rain hit her beautiful face, splashed into her eyes, and then slowly slid down.

She didn’t know how long had passed.

The coldness in her body was suddenly dispersed by a warm current.

she opened her eyes, the

of her was the

rain, the sky was

slightly, she scolded, “Little bastard, if you dare to make me worry again, I’ll bite

the warm light, her two little white canine

and said, “You are such a fool. I’m

time with my mother,”

King of Horizon, how could

John hard and stared at him,

to look at his mother’s tombstone and said, “Mommy, look. Your

she would reply. “Who is

she didn’t say anything, but buried her head in

she was shy, she had

arrived at the gate of the

the meal. Seeing that John finally came round, she breathed a sigh of relief. Then she looked at the shy Bertha in his arms, with a meaningful

said, “Auntie, I’m sorry to make

you are too

rolled her eyes at

thinking for a while, John asked, “Auntie, can you tell me

Alexandra was stunned.

knew who

Her mood was complicated.

what if she told John? She didn’t know whether the man used his real name or a fake name, and her family had searched

what should he do? Would they hurt each

look for her than

between them.

hesitation,

sensitive as you think.

and then sighed. She said, “His name is Americo

Americo Kurds!

was deeply

he had the chance, he would like to ask

cruel, why

find the answer one day, I’ll give him

John left

a long time. Suddenly, she turned to a forest nearby and said, “Dad, did you hear