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.

for a moment, then opened

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

into a violin room. It

azul claro . Había un pequeño balcón , decorado con

ondeaban al

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

times in her dreams, and Alston

tears fell down, “Cynthia,

be filled with tears.

tears, “Silly girl,

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

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

came to the hospital.”

before. She thought he was doing it for those

was moved, almost

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

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

a violin

The violin he

to see her name engraved on

by Master Milo. Although it was an ordinary one, it had been envied

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

touched the violin fondly, her eyes filled

to see that she really liked it. It was worth

for this room,

speaking, Cynthia put down the violin and rushed towards him, her

her

for a few seconds

though both of them slept

felt so close.

high nose with

voice was

nice? You are so nice to me!

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

nodded unconsciously when she

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

about to fly out.

her and rushed

they hadn’t been back for a long time, Greg had always

Cynthia in his arms, and looked down at her, “I want a child, our child. She will like you and

then her heart beat like a drum. She grabbed his neck and kissed