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.

water, patted her back, and

puffed up with anger.

have been choked.”

cheeks puff up like a little puff-fish, could

at the two intimates with mixed eyes. He felt that he had lost his

took two puddings from

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 you now. I asked her for the recipe and made you some pudding for dessert.

held by Alston. His warm breath fell upon Cynthia’s ear, and there was a hint of jealousy in his deep voice. “I just counted. You

galaxy, and he looked

thrust another pudding into his hand. “He only has

the two puddings in his

took a bit of the pudding. The taste was mellow and full of milk, with a layer of

him before.

and he looked up when he

smile. “Is it

warm in his heart, and said in

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

She has always been very eager for kinship, so she did this to get close to

a meal, the strangeness and alienation between Lorenz

Miller family had been busy dealing with internal affairs of the company

to trouble Smith Group

for Smith Group, Clare did not dare to confront

that time.

peaceful day, only now and then Stella would show up and make things difficult

Cynthia was no longer the poor little girl with no background she had been before,

family was her support. Stella dared only mutter something behind her back, and she

courage to

a procedure, removed her mask,

but she felt weak all the time. In the past, she could

now after one

always been concerned about her health. Cynthia thought she had

for some time, so she just made an

and went to the office to find more

phone, including calls from Alston, Lorenz and

back when she saw Helen rushing over with her phone. “Cynthia, you

so Dylan called me.”