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,

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

a violin room. It was not big,

claro . Había un pequeño balcón

ondeaban al viento

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

in her dreams, and

and tears fell down, “Cynthia, thank

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

her tears, “Silly girl, don’t

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

banquet, I’ve been thinking of building a violin room for you. I knew it from

came to the hospital.”

thought he was doing

moved, almost

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

carefully opened the violin case. There was an

is a violin made by

maker. The violin he

engraved on the violin board.

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

materials used were all top–notch. She gave it a try,

eyes filled with

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

a sound insulation layer for this room, so

soon as he finished speaking, Cynthia put down

waist, and her posture was

for a few seconds before making

so close to him before. Even though

felt so close.

his face, rubbed his high nose with her small

voice was so

are so nice

her closer

she heard

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

about to fly out.

held her and rushed

had always

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

for a moment, and then her heart beat like a drum.

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