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.

full of pity for Alston, and

her slim body, Alston smiled and ate his

mood.

on the table, Stella changed her face.

beaten to one side, and

you take care of my son? Look at what you cook! As a doctor, you didn’t take

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

is my wife! I didn’t hit her. What qualifies you to slap

in his voice, Stella was surprised

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

woman played an essential role in her son’s

conspicuous palm print on her face, it did not reduce her beauty, adding

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

you. Cynthia

for…”

her fake love, Cynthia suddenly interrupted

four months. If you let him a feast, you want

“You…”

Looking at Alston,

knew how to fight back.

hands and continued

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

me.”

was ready to

on the table.

Stella were afraid to

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 frowned at Stella tightly. “Cynthia is here

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