My Sleeping Beauty Husband

My Sleeping Beauty Husband By Lyanna Nichols Chapter 9

Chapter 9 Stand Up for Her

Be a good Mrs. Smith…

Cynthia lowered her head with darkened eyes and whispered, “Okay!”

Alston liked quietness. Besides Greg, there were only a few servants at home. The whole house was

in silence now

The lunch in the Miller family was too plentiful and greasy, and Cynthia knew that Alston didn’t get a few bites. She was afraid that he was hungry, so she went to the kitchen to cook some food as soon as she returned to the Smith family.

As soon as Cynthia put the food on the table, there was a clatter of high heels at the gate, which was particularly harsh in the quiet house.

“Alston…” With a shrill voice, a middle-aged woman wearing delicate makeup and famous brands suddenly rushed to Alston’s wheelchair.

Cynthia was afraid that the woman would hit Alston’s legs, and she hurriedly separated them, blocking the woman.

Suddenly blocked, Stella Smith was unhappy and looked Cynthia up and down. “Are you the illegitimate daughter of the Miller family? No wonder you are so uncultured that you don’t deserve

my son!”

Son?

Was she Alston’s mother?

Cynthia paused and frowned. Alston had already woken up yesterday, and Greg called her several times, but she didn’t give a response. But now, she was pretending to show her fake love for her

son.

Such a kind of mother… It was better not to have such a mother.

was full of pity for Alston, and she firmly guarded him

at her slim body, Alston smiled and

mood.

Stella changed her face. She suddenly slapped Cynthia without

one side, and her face was burning with

how you take care of my son? Look at what you cook! As a doctor, you didn’t take good care of a patient. Do you want to kill him? What’s the use

on Cynthia’s face. He turned his wheelchair and dragged Cynthia behind him, posing as

wife! I didn’t hit

in his voice, Stella was surprised and

warn Cynthia as a mother-in-law. Still, she didn’t

role in her son’s heart

looked at Cynthia carefully. Cynthia was burying her face. Although there was a conspicuous palm print on her face, it did not reduce her beauty, adding a weak and pitiful

scolding Cynthia, It couldn’t imagine that Alston would be

I am your mother and I love you. Cynthia didn’t take good

for…”

to show her fake love, Cynthia suddenly interrupted her. She

months. If you let him a feast, you want him to die. If I don’t know you are his mother, I think you

“You…”

was too angry to speak. Looking

looked weak, she knew how to

loosened Cynthia’s soft hands and

anger. She slumped down in a chair and said, “I’m hungry. I don’t want

me.”

and Stella was ready to criticize her. Then Alston suddenly slammed

on the table.

his darkened eyes, Cynthia and Stella were afraid to make

clean the table.” He turned his wheelchair and was ready to go back to his

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