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.

for Alston, and she firmly

at her slim body, Alston smiled and ate his food

mood.

table, Stella changed her

head was beaten to one side, and her face was burning

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

swelling on Cynthia’s face. He turned his wheelchair and dragged Cynthia behind

is my wife! I didn’t hit her.

apparent anger in his voice,

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

woman played an essential role in her

a conspicuous palm print on her face, it did not reduce

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

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

for…”

was about to show her fake love, Cynthia suddenly interrupted her.

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

“You…”

to speak. Looking

weak, she knew how to fight back. She

Cynthia’s soft hands and

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

me.”

ready to criticize her. Then Alston suddenly slammed

on the table.

his darkened eyes, Cynthia and Stella were afraid to make a

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

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