My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols

Chapter 65 I Want a Child

Looking at the living room, Cynthia frowned.

There were few servants in the villa, but it was impossible that there would be no one during the day. She stood there with Alston for a long time, but no one came out. It seemed that they were deliberately sent away.

She thought and looked at Stella. Her eyes paused.

Stella’s dress today was quite different from the past. Her long hair, which was usually coiled on top of her head, was loosely draped over her shoulders. Her makeup was light but delicate. She wore a fresh color dress, which made her look very tender. Instead of being aggressive and arrogant, her appearance was soft femininity.

Thinking of Clare’s smug expression just now, Cynthia realized something. She grasped Alston’s hand, and

her face looked blank.

She didn’t expect Clare and Stella, they…

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.

Cynthia hesitated for a moment, then opened the door.

her eyes turned red. She covered her mouth in

violin room. It was not big, but

There was a small balcony, decorated with

fluttering in the

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

imagined the violin room countless times in her dreams, and Alston helped

fell down, “Cynthia,

be filled with

wiped away her tears, “Silly

you know I wanted a violin room like this?” Cynthia

the 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 her every time

came to the hospital.”

thought he was doing it for those people,

moved,

at the violin

opened the violin case. There was an

a violin made by Master

well–known violin maker. The

name engraved on the

Although it was an ordinary one, it had been envied

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

the violin fondly, her eyes filled

to see that she really liked it. It

sound insulation layer for this room,

speaking, Cynthia put down the violin and

waist, and her posture

for a few seconds before making a

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

felt so close.

his face, rubbed his high nose with

voice was

nice to me! I

hands grabbed her legs to bring her closer to

she

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

about to fly out.

rushed straight

had always asked the maid to keep there clean

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

and then her heart beat like a drum.