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,

red. She

was renovated into a violin room. It was not

un pequeño balcón , decorado con todo

cortinas ondeaban al viento .

were filled with violin books

violin room countless times in her dreams, and Alston helped

fell down,

to be filled with tears.

away her tears, “Silly girl, don’t

like this?” Cynthia stopped her tears

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

came to the hospital.”

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

was moved, almost

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

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

violin made by Master

Milo was a well–known violin maker. The violin he made was hard to

name engraved on the violin board.

ordinary one, it had been

and she knew this one was priceless. The materials used were all top–notch. She

eyes filled with love that could

that she really liked it. It was worth it that he begged Milo for so

insulation layer for this room, so you can come whenever

put down the violin and rushed towards him, her

her posture

few

never been so close to him before. Even though both of them slept

felt so close.

high nose

voice was so

nice? You are so nice to me! I can’t bear

to bring her closer to him. He said to Cynthia in a hoarse and gentle

unconsciously when she heard his

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

about to fly out.

rushed straight

Greg had always asked

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

then her heart beat like a drum. She grabbed

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