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 she firmly

body, Alston smiled and ate his food gracefully,

mood.

dishes on the table, Stella changed her face.

beaten to one side, and

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.

hit her. What

Alston’s apparent anger in his

a mother-in-law. Still, she didn’t expect her heartless

this woman played an essential role in her son’s heart

was a conspicuous palm print on her face, it did not reduce her beauty, adding a weak and pitiful

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

love you. Cynthia didn’t take

for…”

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

him a feast, you want him to die. If I don’t

“You…”

was too angry to speak. Looking at Alston, she looked

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

and continued

anger. She slumped down in a

me.”

did not move, and Stella was ready to

on the table.

eyes, Cynthia and Stella

if 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,

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