Mafia don and his 7 sisters novel pdf novel Chapter 231

Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar Chapter 231 I like you that much

“Why are you all staring at me? Did I say something wrong?” Queenie said.

Surprised faces of John and Kate made her quite puzzled.

“Queenie, you are an inborn actress. Even Anita would say so. I guess you might wanna be an

actress?”

Others shall be taken in by Queenie’s seeming innocence, but she wouldn’t buy it.

But she had to admit that Queenie was quite skilled in disguise.

Queenie couldn’t get it. “I don’t know what you are talking about.” Said she, frowning.

Kate gazed at her with a knowing look.

She decided to expose her right now, so she said, “You just asked me to feed salty water to John,

so…”

It was not until then that Queenie realized that Kate misunderstood her words. “I mean the saline

solution that the patients would use in the hospital.”

Saline solution?

John drew a sigh of relief. Queenie was such a pure person. How could she say something indecent?

“Well, I got it wrong. I thought…” Kate said with a shy smile.

“What?” Queenie tilted her head in confusion.

“Ha ha…”

With a mysterious smile, Kate took a step forward and spoke close to Queenie’s ear. The next second, Queenie’s eyes widened in shock and her pretty face flushed.

What was Kate thinking all day?

“Kate, I’m quite curious about what’s going on in your mind! You are so naughty!”

Queenie glared at her.

But Kate’s words resurfaced again in her head…

Stop!

Queenie shook her head to dispel it. Then she grabbed John’s ear and said, “Kate is always like this, I know it. But what’s going on with you, John?”

Judging from his expression, it was obvious that he thought of the same thing as Kate!

John didn’t dare say a word.

At night.

Kate insisted on sleeping with John in her arms. Queenie didn’t oppose it for the sake that she was injured. Besides, John was self–controlled and upright, she believed that he dared not act recklessly.

But sleeping with Kate wasn’t a good thing.

Her hands wouldn’t rest for even one minute when she was asleep, which made John feel uncomfortable all night.

It was the same on the second day.

The third day was no exception.

John couldn’t bear it anymore. On the fourth day, when Kate fell asleep, John gently put her hand aside, sat up and went to the sofa in the living room, staring blankly at the ceiling lamp.

Why was life so difficult?

He lay quite still on the sofa, not knowing how long it had passed.