My Sleeping Beauty Husband

Chapter 1 Marry A vegetable

The Smith Family.

Cynthia Miller followed Greg through a dark corridor carefully.

Her new soft clothes, beautiful white skin, and elegant features all seemed to be mismatched with this gloomy villa.

“You are a medical student and should know how to care for patients…”

“But, I’m an obstetrician…”

Cynthia subconsciously argument caught the attention of Greg’s eyes. Her voice weakened, and she continued to follow him.

After a while, Greg’s footsteps stopped.

Cynthia looked up. There was a big room in front of her. The door was wide open, and it was pitch black inside, Like a beast with its mouth wide open, ready to swallow her whole in an instant.

For some reason, Cynthia felt a little nervous.

Greg’s cold voice sounded, “Today is the wedding night of you and the young master. I hope you will take good care of the young master.”

“What wedding night?” Asked Cynthia in shock.

Before I could react, I was pushed into the room, and the door behind me slammed shut.

got flustered and hit the door

here to take care of your young master, but I never said I would marry him. Cherry Miller is the one who’s engaged to him, not

The door didn’t open, and instead, there was the

door locking.

If it weren’t for the young master’s accident, as an illegitimate daughter, you wouldn’t have been able to step onto the

heard these words, her whole body fell like a

her head.

by Beck Miller! Her

is the most powerful family in Fort, and Alston Smith sat on the top of it. His net worth was over

a car accident four months ago

rest of his life if he dop. “In a

wake up soon.

eldest daughter of the Smith family, who was engaged to Alston and not Cynthia, who’s just an illegitimate daughter who was taken in by

she could go take care of Alston instead of Cherry Miller. This way she could repay the ten years that

Family was like a dream to her, so

expect that this

down after

by those group of Miller monsters in the future, it is better to use this situation to

her “wedding room.” The dim room felt damp and empty. Only the bedside instruments

only his chest was making weak up

at his thin body and felt pity in

time, he was sharp-edged, cold, and oppressive. Who would have thought that he would be

the bathroom, and filled a basin with hot water from the