Mi esposo, un bello durmiente By Lyanna Nichols

Mi esposo, un bello durmiente By Lyanna Nichols Capítulo 65 Quiero un hijo _

Mirando la sala de estar , Cynthia frunció el ceño .

Había pocos sirvientes en la villa , pero era imposible que no hubiera nadie durante el día . _ _ _ _ Se quedó allí con Alston durante mucho tiempo , pero nadie salió . _ _ _ Parecía que fueron enviados deliberadamente _ _

lejos _

Pensó y miró a Stella . _ Sus ojos se detuvieron .

El vestido de Stella hoy era bastante diferente al del pasado . Su cabello largo , que usualmente estaba enrollado en la parte superior de su cabeza , estaba suelto sobre sus hombros . Su maquillaje era ligero pero delicado . Llevaba un vestido de color fresco , que la hacía lucirmuy tierno En lugar de ser agresiva y arrogante , su apariencia era de suave feminidad .

Al pensar en la expresión de suficiencia de Clare hace un momento , Cynthia se dio cuenta de algo . Agarró la mano de Alston y

su rostro se veía en blanco .

No esperaba que Clare y Stella , ellas …

Stella was panicked. She stood up from the sofa, with a guilty look on her face, “Er… Just now, Clare came over to give me something. You weren’t there, so he put down his things and left.”

What a lame excuse. She tried to explain some things, but there were many loopholes.

Alston wouldn’t bother to expose her, so he took Cynthia upstairs.

Seeing that Alston didn’t ask anything, Stella was relieved and returned to the sofa. The sense of tension and

guilt disappeared. She even thanked Alston for neglecting her.

She didn’t notice it, but Cynthia could see it clearly. When Alston went upstairs, he glanced downstairs, his

eyes filled with contempt and a trace of murderous intent.

When they went upstairs, Cynthia wanted to comfort Alston, but she didn’t know where to start.

Looking at her thinking face, Alston felt much better. He patted her on the head, “Don’t think too much. I knew

it a long time ago. I will take care of this by myself then.”

As he spoke, he pulled her to a small room.

Cynthia had lived there for so long that she always knew there was a small room next to Alston’s study. But

she had never entered it, and she didn’t know what was in it.

“Open it!” There was doting on his face.

a moment, then opened

inside, her eyes turned red. She covered her mouth in surprise,

room was renovated into a violin room. It was not big, but the room

. Había un pequeño balcón

al

Several rows of bookshelves were filled with violin books

her dreams, and Alston helped her

tears fell down, “Cynthia,

be filled with tears.

tears, “Silly girl,

did you know I wanted a violin room like this?” Cynthia stopped her tears and

been thinking of building a violin room for you. I knew it from your mother. During the decoration, I discussed it with her every time

came to the hospital.”

that he often went to her mother’s ward before. She thought he was doing it for those people, but she didn’t expect it

moved, almost

to the table, and pointed at the violin case, “Open

carefully opened the violin case. There was an exquisite violin inside. Seeing the

is a violin made by

well–known violin maker. The

to see her name engraved on the violin board. It was

it had been envied by her for many years.

used were all top–notch. She gave it a try, and sure

her eyes filled with love that

liked it. It was

for this room, so you can come

down the violin and rushed

his waist, and her posture

for a few seconds

before. Even though both of

felt so close.

face, rubbed his high nose with her small

voice was so

so nice? You are so nice to me!

apple kept rolling and his big hands grabbed her legs to bring her closer to him. He said to Cynthia in a hoarse and

unconsciously when she heard

his heart was not his own, and it was beating extremely fast

about to fly out.

rushed straight to the

for a long time, Greg had always asked the maid to

with Cynthia in his arms, and looked down at her, “I

then her heart beat like a drum.