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,

She covered her mouth in surprise, “It’s… you

room. It was

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

ondeaban al viento

were filled with violin books and hard–to–find violin scores,

room countless times in her dreams, and

and tears fell down, “Cynthia,

beautiful and often seemed to be filled with tears. When she cried, her eyes were so beautiful

tears, “Silly girl, don’t

room like this?”

the violin at the last banquet, I’ve been thinking of building a violin room for

came to the hospital.”

was doing it for those people, but she didn’t expect it to

moved, almost

pulled her to the table, and pointed at the

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

is a violin made by

violin maker. The

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

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

were all top–notch. She

touched the violin fondly, her eyes filled with love that could not

that she really liked it. It was worth

insulation layer for this room, so

down the violin

her posture was very

a few seconds before

had never been so close to him before. Even though both of

felt so close.

close to his face, rubbed his high nose with her small tip fondly, and a

voice was so

so nice to me! I can’t

her legs to bring her closer to

when she heard his

felt that his heart was not his own, and it was beating

about to fly out.

her and rushed

time, Greg had

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

and then her heart beat like a drum. She grabbed

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