My Sleeping Beauty Husband

Chapter 23 A Shameless Mistress

Alston went back to work after his legs healed. As time went by, Cynthia’s wound was almost recovered, and she had never seen him again.

Every time she asked Greg about him, he would say Alston was too busy with his work.

Cynthia listened and smiled ironically.

More than once, she saw Alston walking downstairs on the lawn with Hulda.

She didn’t understand. He had enough free time to accompany Hulda, but couldn’t spare a few

minutes to visit her.

She was his wife!

The wound healed quickly, and there was no need to be hospitalized continually. Cynthia asked Greg to go through the discharge formalities, and she picked things in the ward by herself.

“Hi, Cynthia, you recover so soon.”

There was a sarcastic voice came from behind. Cynthia turned around with a straight face. Hulda leaned against the door frame with delicate makeup and looked at her cheerfully.

“I don’t want to talk to you. Please leave.”

Cynthia looked at her face, which was similar to her own. She felt uncomfortable. This face reminded her that she was just a substitute. A pathetic substitute.

Hulda didn’t care about her attitude at all. She walked to Cynthia, and looked at her up and down.

clearly. Now I can see that you and I look really alike. No wonder Alston

threw her clothes on the bed. Her face

to Cynthia, “Presumably you know that the person. he really likes

though he once liked you, he is

you still have a little shame, you should stay

anger. She snorted coldly, “What are you proud of? You stole him from me, and you can’t keep him. I came to

will never be better than I. I come here to tell you that Alston has agreed to let me work in the Smith

for a few people, the outside world still didn’t know that Alston was married. Even those who

to his relatives and friends. For the past month, she

was aboveboard and

you like someone, you couldn’t wait for the whole world to know. Only if you her, you would always

see who

lower lip intensely, and her

didn’t like

She continued to stimulate Cynthia, “By the way, guess what

Cynthia looked at her.

assistant.” She pronounced the word personal with great emphasis and vague desire, “Look how much he loves me and can’t wait to be with me together all the time. What do you have to compete with

have anything.

sank to the bottom of the sea. Alston and she didn’t have emotional foundation. It was only over a month since they really got in touch with each other. How

to give up the position of Mrs. Smith as soon as possible.

deep breath and tried to control her emotions. Then she looked

You won’t be Mrs. Smith unless I die. As long as I don’t get divorced, you’re

“You…”