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.

a moment, then opened the

She covered her mouth in surprise,

a violin room. It was not big, but the

eran de color azul claro . Había un pequeño balcón , decorado con todo tipo de flores . _ El

al

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

countless times in her

and tears fell down,

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

away her tears,

violin room like

thinking of building a violin room for you. I knew it from your

came to the hospital.”

She thought he was doing it for those people, but she didn’t

was moved,

her to the table, and pointed at the violin

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

a violin made by

The

was shocked to see her name engraved

Master Milo. Although it was an ordinary one, it

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

filled with love

that she really liked it. It was worth

layer for this room, so you can come

soon as he finished speaking, Cynthia put down the violin and rushed towards him, her legs

his waist, and her posture

for a few seconds before making

to him before. Even though both of them slept in the same bed,

felt so close.

face, rubbed his high nose with

voice was

so nice to me! I

hands grabbed her legs to bring her closer to him.

nodded unconsciously when she heard

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

about to fly out.

and rushed straight to

a long time, Greg had always asked

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

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