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 rain had

the

was blue and the

bastard, if you

warm light, her two

patted her buttocks and said, “You are such

time with my mother,”

could he be easily

pinched John hard and stared at him, “You

a smile, John turned to look at his mother’s tombstone and said, “Mommy, look. Your future

she would reply. “Who is your future wife? Shame

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

she was shy, she had a

at the gate

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

to make

fine. But you are

rolled her

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

Alexandra was stunned.

knew who he

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 him for a long time, but they still couldn’t find him. How could John

find him, what should he

her than let John

between them.

hesitation,

you think.

and then

Americo Kurds!

was deeply engraved

ask Americo in person why he did

was cruel, why didn’t Americo

find the answer one day, I’ll give him an

left with

stunned for a long time. Suddenly, she turned to a forest nearby and said, “Dad, did you hear that? He is different