My Sleeping Beauty Husband

Chapter 2 I Give Myself to You

The news that Alston has woken up shocked the whole Smith household.

In the middle of the night, the Smith family’s establishment was brightly lit, and the doctor in a big white coat was busy giving Alston a thorough examination.

Cynthia was standing at the door of the room. She still hasn’t recovered from the shock yet.

Greg, who was cold to her before, suddenly has a huge smile on his face.

“The Miller Family always believed that you are lucky, and it’s apparently true. Mrs. Smith is really blessed. It’s the first day of marriage and my young master suddenly woke up.”

Uh… In order to get her to marry, Beck Miller even came up with such nonsense.

Cynthia sniffed coldly, and then her heart sank.

Now that Alston is awake. If he knew she was a substitute, would he drive her back to the Miller family?

Her heart tightened at the thought.

No, she finally got out of the Miller family’s evil lair, and she will never go back again.

Cynthia made up her mind. If Alston let her leave later, she would fight for her life to stay and leave as a corpse if it comes to.

After a while, the doctor left. Greg came out of the room and said to Cynthia, “Young Master wants.

you to go in.”

Cynthia clenched her fingers and walked into the room with a solemn and stirring face.

Alston was named the most desirable bachelor of Fort. He was tall, muscular, and had a sublime appearance. At the moment, he was sitting on the bed with his head slightly lowered, his forehead. blocking his deep eyes, and his whole body full of alienation and indifference.

you wanted to see me?” Cynthia

her and said, “Pack your things at once

As expected!

but didn’t expect him to

How can you send the bride back to her family on our wedding

so she asked an illegitimate daughter to take her place. An apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

family are very calculating, aren’t

and stern. Cynthia’s back immediately broke out in a cold

speechless.

pale and sad face. “Please don’t drive me out. My father won’t forgive me…

care of

she was in tears. The delicate and touching

servants, so there is no need for you to take care of me. Cynthia, I’m not a good person, and I have no compassion. Your

to me.”

Cynthia’s eyes were dark.

“I am a businessman, and I believe in the exchange of equal value. Unless you can come up with something that

father didn’t care about her,

heart sank and she made up her mind. Her slender fingers

I

she closed her eyes. Her

clothes little by little.

under the light as she had taken off nearly all her clothes and was

you can let me

want me to do.”

She

put

around his shoulders. Her young body trembled with