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.

opened her eyes, the rain

front of her was the

the sky was blue and the sunshine

“Little bastard, if you dare to

the warm light, her two little white canine teeth

said, “You are such a fool. I’m fine and just want to

time with my mother,”

of Horizon, how could he be easily knocked

pinched John hard and stared at him, “You bad

look at his mother’s tombstone and said, “Mommy, look. Your future daughter-in-law is so unruly, but you will

is your future wife? Shame on

say anything, but buried

she had

at the gate of the

here to deliver 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 look in her

I’m sorry to make you worried

fine. But you are too

her eyes at

a while, John asked, “Auntie, can you tell

Alexandra was stunned.

knew who he

Her mood was complicated.

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 do? Would they hurt each

her family continue to look for her

between them.

her hesitation, John

I’m not as sensitive as you think. You just

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

Americo Kurds!

name was deeply engraved in

would like to ask

why

that I’m different from that man. When I find the answer one day, I’ll give him

John left

time. Suddenly, she turned to a forest nearby and said, “Dad,