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.”

and her

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

flushed. Cherry went through her room and

notebook!

be proud. Do you think you can feel relaxed after marrying 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 Mrs.

doesn’t like me and will never like you. You will

what Cherry wanted to do and didn’t

with her. She got in the car

Cynthia stared out of the window silently,

thoughts.

liked Alston, and she wanted him a long time

first time she met Alston was

little princess. surrounded by people. However, Cynthia, dressed in dusty clothes, huddled in the corner and looked at

as they could

eaten for two days.

Cynthia, the

middle of the hall, hoping she

were extremely precious in her eyes were tools for fun for those dress-up

in the hall. Excepting

the most notable one.

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

who found her hiding in the corner.

handed her his cake.

the cake,

handsome boy.

have any expectations. What she could