My Sleeping Beauty Husband

Chapter 8 You Like Alston

“Get off my lap!”

She looked up and met his indifferent eyes.

“It’s just a play in front of Cherry. You take it seriously?”

Looking at Alston’s cold and heartless eyes, Cynthia suddenly felt sad. The instant affection for him

had to be hidden.

She hurriedly got up to her feet. Remembering that Alston’s legs didn’t recover, she was afraid she had hurt him again, so she squatted down to rub his legs gently.

Alston already had some discomposure, and now his thigh was massaged and rubbed by her slender fingers, which made him feel stranger.

He subconsciously pushed Cynthia away but didn’t expect his strength wasn’t well controlled. She suddenly sat down on the ground.

Cynthia felt hurt because she thought Alston was not willing to let her touch him.

Looking at her reddened eyes, Alston pressed his lips, but he didn’t explain anything. “Push me back!” he said coldly.

When eating lunch, everyone has his mind.

After the meal, Alston and Cynthia were ready to go back. After Alston’s wheelchair was carried in the car, Cherry, who hadn’t been talking, suddenly grabbed Cynthia, saying in a low voice that only

the two could hear,

“Cynthia, I know you liked Alston from an early age.”

turned pale, and her

she finished, Cherry interrupted her, “Don’t deny it. I just found the notebook in your room, and I

and her face flushed. Cherry

notebook!

Alston? Cynthia, you have to recognize your own identity. You are just an illegitimate daughter of the Miller family, and the Smith family will never regard an illegitimate daughter as

and smiled strangely. “Alston doesn’t like me and will never like you.

know what Cherry wanted

got in the car directly and left the Miller

past the window, and Cynthia stared out of the window silently, lost

thoughts.

Alston, and she wanted him a long

she met Alston was

her birthday party that day, and she dressed like a little princess. surrounded by people. However, Cynthia, dressed in

her as they could because of

eaten for two days.

Cynthia, the

greedily looked at the cakes in the middle of the hall, hoping she could get a

tools for fun for those dress-up children. The cakes were thrown all

the hall. Excepting Cherry, the star of the birthday party,

the most notable one.

a teenager then, was dressed in an expensive and well-cut suit, exuding extraordinary elegance and indifference. He was as radiant and distant as the sun in the sky. Even Cherry, who had always been arrogant and overbearing,

hiding in the

handed her his cake.

couldn’t remember the taste of the cake, but she

handsome boy.

didn’t dare to have any expectations. What she could do was write down her secret crush