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.

pity for Alston, and she firmly guarded him

Alston smiled and ate

mood.

the simple dishes on the table, Stella changed her face. She suddenly slapped Cynthia without

one side,

didn’t take good care of a patient. Do

at the redness and swelling on Cynthia’s face. He

hit her.

anger in his voice,

warn Cynthia as a mother-in-law. Still, she didn’t expect her heartless son

this woman played an essential role

her face. Although there was a conspicuous palm print on her face, it

Alston would be seduced by such a

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

for…”

to show her fake love, Cynthia suddenly interrupted her.

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

“You…”

speak. Looking at Alston,

she knew how

soft hands and continued to

to bully Cynthia in front of Alston, but she couldn’t endure her anger. She slumped down in a chair and said, “I’m hungry. I don’t want to eat

me.”

did not move, and Stella was ready to criticize her.

on the table.

Stella were afraid

you don’t want to. Greg, clean the table.” He turned his wheelchair and was ready to go back to his room. Before he left, he

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