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.

eyes, the rain

of her was the

rain, the sky was blue and the sunshine

slightly, she scolded, “Little bastard, if you dare

the warm light, her two little white

her up, patted her buttocks and said, “You are such

time with my mother,”

King of Horizon, how could he be

pinched John hard and stared at him, “You

and said, “Mommy, look. Your future

is your future wife? Shame

at this moment, she didn’t say anything, but buried

was shy, she

arrived at the gate of

meal. Seeing that John finally came round, she breathed a sigh of relief. Then

“Auntie, I’m sorry to make you

fine. But you are

rolled her

asked, “Auntie, can you tell

Alexandra was stunned.

knew who he

Her mood was complicated.

man used his real name or a fake name, and her family had searched him for a long time, but they still couldn’t

should he do?

look for her than

between them.

her hesitation,

worry. I’m not as sensitive as you think. You just need to tell

stared at him seriously for a while and then sighed. She said, “His name

Americo Kurds!

name was deeply

chance, he would like to ask Americo in person why he did such a

why didn’t Americo kill

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

saying that, John left

for a long time. Suddenly, she turned to a forest