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 the

She covered her mouth in surprise,

room. It was

pequeño balcón

cortinas ondeaban al viento

decoration in the room was very simple. Several rows of bookshelves were filled with violin books and hard–to–find violin scores, and

imagined the violin room countless times in her dreams, and Alston helped her

fell

very beautiful and often seemed to be filled with tears. When she cried, her

her tears,

know I wanted a violin room like

building a violin room for you.

came to the hospital.”

that he often went to her mother’s ward before. She thought he was doing

moved, almost

pulled her to the table, and pointed at the

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

a violin made by Master

maker. The violin he made was hard

to see her name engraved on the violin board. It

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

were all top–notch. She gave

eyes filled with

see that she really liked it. It was worth it that he begged Milo for

a sound insulation layer for this room, so you can come whenever

down the violin and rushed towards him, her

her posture was

few seconds before making

him before. Even though both of them slept

felt so close.

rubbed his high nose with her small tip fondly,

Her voice was so

You are so nice to

hands grabbed her legs to bring her closer to him. He said to Cynthia in a hoarse and gentle voice, “Then

she heard

felt that his heart was not his own,

about to fly out.

rushed straight

Greg had always asked the maid to keep there clean and

her, “I want a child, our child. She will like you and me, soft

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

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