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.

was full of pity for Alston, and she firmly guarded him

Alston smiled and ate his food gracefully, in

mood.

the table, Stella changed her face. She suddenly slapped

to one side, and her

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

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

is my wife! I didn’t hit her. What

his voice, Stella was

she wanted to warn Cynthia as a mother-in-law. Still, she didn’t

played an essential role in her son’s

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

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

love you. Cynthia didn’t take good care of you. I

for…”

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

months. If you let him a feast, you want

“You…”

angry to speak. Looking

Cynthia looked weak, she knew how to fight

Cynthia’s soft hands and continued

bully Cynthia in front of Alston, but she couldn’t endure her anger. She slumped

me.”

did not move, and Stella was ready to criticize her. Then Alston suddenly slammed the

on the table.

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. Before he left, he frowned at Stella tightly.

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