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 her mouth in surprise, “It’s…

into a violin room. It was not big, but the room was

walls were light blue. There was a small balcony, decorated with all

fluttering in the

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

her dreams, and Alston

sniffed and tears fell down,

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

wiped away her tears,

like this?” Cynthia stopped her

violin at the last banquet, I’ve been thinking of building a violin room

came to the hospital.”

remembered that he 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

moved, almost

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

was distracted. She carefully opened the violin case. There was an exquisite

is a violin made by

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

engraved on the violin

it had been envied by her

were all

the violin fondly, her eyes filled with love that could

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

for this room, so you can come

down the

his waist, and her posture

a few seconds before

Even though both of them slept in the same bed, he

felt so close.

nose with her small tip fondly, and a smile

Her voice was

nice to me! I can’t bear to leave

hands grabbed her legs to bring her closer to him. He said to Cynthia in a hoarse and gentle voice, “Then don’t leave. Stay by

nodded unconsciously when she heard

he felt that his heart was not his own, and it was beating extremely fast as if it

about to fly out.

her and rushed

time, Greg had always asked

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

then her heart beat like

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