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, then

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

room. It was not big, but the room was sunny

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

al viento

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

countless times in her dreams, and Alston

sniffed and tears fell

seemed to be filled with tears. When

her tears,

like this?” Cynthia stopped her

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

came to the hospital.”

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

moved, almost

pointed at

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

is a violin made

was a well–known violin maker. The violin he made was

her name engraved on the violin

it had been

was priceless. The materials used were all top–notch.

her eyes filled

to see that she really liked it. It was worth it that he

layer for this room, so you

as he finished speaking, Cynthia put down

his waist, and her posture was

a few seconds before

so close to him before. Even though both of them slept

felt so close.

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

voice

so nice? You are so nice

apple kept rolling and his big hands grabbed her legs to bring her closer to him. He said to Cynthia in a hoarse and gentle voice, “Then don’t leave. Stay by my side,

nodded unconsciously when she heard his

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

about to fly out.

and rushed straight

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

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

beat like a drum.