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.

of pity for Alston, and she firmly guarded him

slim body, Alston smiled and ate his food gracefully, in an unprecedented

mood.

the table, Stella changed her face. She

to one side, and her face

cook! As a doctor, you didn’t take good care of a patient. Do you

at the redness and swelling on Cynthia’s face. He turned his wheelchair and dragged Cynthia

hit

anger in his voice,

to warn Cynthia as a mother-in-law. Still, she

an essential role in her

was burying her face. Although there was a conspicuous palm print on her face, it did not

Cynthia, It couldn’t imagine that Alston would be seduced by such a woman. She

and I love you. Cynthia didn’t take

for…”

to show her fake love, Cynthia suddenly interrupted her.

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

“You…”

too angry to speak. Looking

Cynthia looked weak, she knew how to fight back. She

soft hands and continued to eat

anger. She slumped down in a chair and said, “I’m hungry. I don’t want to eat that. Cook something

me.”

Stella was ready to criticize her. Then

on the table.

and Stella were afraid to make a

the table.” He turned his wheelchair and was ready to go back to his room. Before he left, he frowned at

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