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.

hesitated for a moment, then

inside, her eyes turned red. She covered her

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

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

ondeaban al viento

the room was very simple. Several rows of bookshelves were filled with violin

the violin room countless times in her

fell down, “Cynthia,

were very beautiful and often seemed to be filled with tears. When

wiped away her tears, “Silly

know I wanted a violin room like this?”

gently. “Ever since you played the violin at the last banquet, I’ve been thinking of building a violin

came to the hospital.”

he was doing it for

moved,

and pointed at the violin case, “Open it. Do you

There was an exquisite violin inside. Seeing

is a violin made by

was a well–known violin maker. The violin he

shocked to see her name engraved on the violin

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

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

touched the violin fondly, her eyes filled with love that could

that she really liked it. It was worth it

this room,

put down the violin and rushed towards him, her legs

her posture was very

few

though both of them slept in the same bed, he

felt so close.

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

voice was

are so nice to me! I can’t bear

and his big hands grabbed her legs to bring her closer to him. He said

she heard his shortness

that his heart was not his own, and it was beating extremely fast as if

about to fly out.

and rushed

Greg had always asked the maid

and looked down at her, “I want a child, our child. She

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