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.

moment,

the scene inside, her eyes turned red. She covered her mouth in surprise, “It’s… you

room. It was not big, but the room was

. Había un pequeño balcón , decorado con todo tipo de flores . _

cortinas ondeaban al viento

filled with violin books and hard–to–find

countless times in her dreams, and Alston helped her to realize

and tears fell down,

with tears.

tears, “Silly

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

the last banquet, I’ve been thinking of building a violin room for you. I knew it from your mother. During the decoration, I discussed it with

came to the hospital.”

mother’s ward before. She thought he was doing it for those

was moved,

pointed at the violin case,

carefully opened the violin case. There was an exquisite violin inside. Seeing the familiar logo, she couldn’t help

is a violin made by

well–known violin maker. The violin he made was

engraved on the violin board. It was

it was an ordinary one, it had been envied by her for many years.

was priceless. The materials used were all top–notch. She gave it a try, and sure enough, it had an excellent

violin fondly, her eyes filled

liked it. It was

made a sound insulation layer for this room, so you can

down the violin and

waist, and her posture

few

close to him before. Even though both of

felt so close.

his high nose with her small

Her voice was

are so nice to

dark. His Adam’s apple kept rolling and his big hands grabbed her legs to bring her closer to him. He said to Cynthia

unconsciously when she heard his shortness of

moment she nodded, he felt that his heart was not his own, and it was beating

about to fly out.

her and rushed

hadn’t been back for a long time, Greg had always asked the maid to keep there

looked down at her, “I want a child, our

froze for a moment, and then her heart beat like a