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.

flustered and hit

take care of your young master, but I never said I would marry him. Cherry Miller is the one who’s engaged to

didn’t open,

door locking.

joking. Your father said you agreed to this marriage. If it weren’t for the young master’s accident, as an illegitimate daughter, you wouldn’t have been able to step onto

body fell like a freezer, and

her head.

Her own father

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

car accident four months

state for the rest of his life if he dop. “In a coma.

wake up soon.

an arranged marriage, but it is Miss Cherry Miller, the 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 the Millers ten

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

a dream to her, so she agreed

this was waiting

slowly calmed down

bad thing. Instead of being forced into marriage by those group of Miller monsters in the future, it is better to use

it, she looked at her “wedding room.” The dim room felt

was lying quietly in the bed, only his chest was making weak

at his thin body and felt pity in

once from afar. At that time, he was sharp-edged, cold, and oppressive. Who would have

went to the bathroom, and filled a basin with hot