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.

inside, her eyes turned red. She covered

It was not big, but the

small balcony,

were fluttering in

rows of bookshelves were filled with violin books and hard–to–find violin scores, and

her dreams, and Alston helped

and tears fell down, “Cynthia,

to be filled with tears. When she cried, her eyes were so

away her tears,

room like this?” Cynthia stopped her

gently. “Ever since you played the violin at the last banquet, I’ve been thinking of building a violin

came to the hospital.”

often went to her mother’s ward before. She thought he was doing it for those people, but she didn’t expect it to be like

moved, almost

her to the table, and pointed at the violin case, “Open

She carefully opened the violin case. There was an exquisite violin inside. Seeing the familiar logo,

is a violin made by Master

maker. The violin

engraved on

by Master Milo. Although it was an ordinary one, it had been envied by her for many years.

violin, and she knew this one was priceless. The materials used were all top–notch. She gave it a try,

eyes filled with love that could not

see that she really liked it. It was worth it that he begged

made a sound insulation layer for this room, so you

as he finished speaking, Cynthia put down the violin and

his waist, and her posture was

froze for a few

Even though both of them slept in the

felt so close.

face close to his face, rubbed his high nose with her

Her voice

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

closer to him. He said to Cynthia in a hoarse and gentle voice, “Then don’t leave. Stay by my

nodded unconsciously when she heard his shortness of

moment she nodded, he felt that his heart was not his own, and it was beating extremely fast

about to fly out.

held her and rushed straight

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

at her, “I want

then her heart beat like a drum. She grabbed his

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