My Sleeping Beauty Husband

Chapter 92 Found a Suitable Kidney Source

Cynthia came in with a lunch box, the food stacked in layers. Just as Lorenz was about to take it, he saw Alston rush up at once to help her carry her lunch-box, and reprove her. “You should rest today. Why did you not stay at home? How tiring you are cooking so many dishes.”

Cynthia smiled as she was held by him. “I’m not tired. There are servants at home to help, and your mother is at home today. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, it’s better for me to go out.”

Alston’s eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, “It won’t be too long.”

Cynthia was picking the dishes from lunch boxes, but she couldn’t hear, so she asked, “What did you say?”

“It’s nothing.” Alston also came over to help.

Cynthia did cook a lot of dishes, and Lorenz was dazzled by all kinds of dishes.

“I know my cousin is here too, so I made a little more. This dish is sweet. I made it for Alston. That dish is spicy, a favorite of my cousin. My skills are not as good as a professional chef. You guys can try it.”

Lorenz let out an exclamation and looked at Cynthia with a smile in his eyes. “You are capable. Alston is a lucky dog.”

As he spoke, he picked up a spicy pork rib with a fork and tasted it. “The taste is good, not worse than that of

a chef.”

Cynthia was shy and sat down next to Alston.

“By the way, Cynthia, what flavor do you like?” Lorenz asked while eating.

Cynthia froze for a moment.

Lorenz smiled. “I like spicy food, Alston likes sweet food, and you? What’s your favorite flavor? Tell me. When you go to Coast City, I will take you to eat delicious food.”

“What do I like to eat?” Cynthia thought. In the past, she often did not have enough to eat at the Miller’s house. Whatever it tasted off, so long as it filled her stomach, she was not so fastidious.

“Alston likes to eat sweets, and I also like to eat sweets now.” Cynthia smiled when she saw Alston, with deep dimples on her face. She had never liked anything before, but now that she had met Alston, she liked what he liked to eat.

Lorenz looked at the affectionate look of the two, and even though he was chewing the spicy pork ribs, he felt

sore.

“Why do you like sweet and greasy things? Alston, are you a man?”

Holding the fork, he fed Cynthia first, then glanced at Lorenz. “Whether I am a man or not, Cynthia knows it better than everyone.”

Cynthia was chewing something. When she heard that, she coughed a few times and almost spat out the food.

of water, patted her back,

up with anger. She thought, “If he hadn’t said such

have been choked.”

up like a

with mixed eyes. He felt that he had

Cynthia got up again and took two puddings from the bottom of her

them to Alston and

my mother today, my mother told me that you liked to eat the pudding she made when you were a child. My mother could not do it for

His warm breath fell upon Cynthia’s ear, and there was a hint of jealousy in his deep voice. “I just counted. You made him one more dish, and you even

a vast galaxy, and

pudding into his hand. “He only has one pudding, but you have

in his hand,

of milk, with a layer of crunchy caramel and almond slices on top, which was full

him before.

he looked up when

smile. “Is it

heart, and said in a low voice, “It’s

for Cynthia before was because of Lynn, now he had truly

is a good girl. From childhood, however, she had been under the care of others. She has always been very eager for kinship, so she did this to get

strangeness and alienation

being suppressed, the Miller family had been busy dealing

to trouble Smith Group and Cynthia

the Green family’s unreserved support for Smith Group, Clare did not dare to confront Alston

that time.

now and then Stella would show up and make things

the poor little girl with no background she had been before, and

family was her support. Stella dared only mutter something behind her back, and she did not

courage to

out of the operating room after a procedure, removed her

she felt

in a row, but now after one operation, she felt very

about her health. Cynthia thought she

she

checking and went to the office

including calls

Helen rushing over with her phone. “Cynthia, you can’t

so Dylan called me.”