My Sleeping Beauty Husband

Chapter 279 The Scar on Back Head

Of course, Cynthia would believe it. Even though Alston lost his memory, he was the

same person who didn’t care to lie

because of his pride!

“Then tell me truthfully. Where did the children come from! Or…”

Cynthia lowered her voice, deliberately making a rough voice to threaten him.

“Or what…” With smiling eyes, Alston looked gentler and more charming than his usual

indifferent and terrifying appearance.

Cynthia was very angry that he still wanted to seduce her at that moment.

“Or you can’t sleep in my bed tonight!”

Enter title…

Alston laughed harder, “So, if I’m honest, will you allow me to sleep in your bed tonight?”

As Alston said, he directly held her waist with his big and thin hand. As soon as he did,

he thought to himself, “So skinny.” He

felt he could have her waist with one hand.

Alston thought of the photo of Cynthia and him together that he saw at home when he

entered the door. At that time, her face was still a little fleshy. She looked young and

cute, as beautiful as a delicate doll.

But she had lost a lot of weight, and her waist was slim. Cynthia suffered too much

during his absence in the past three years.

“Don’t call me Cynthia. You haven’t recovered your memory yet, and we are total

strangers now!” She slapped Alston’s arm around her and glanced at him, her beautiful

eyes rippling.

“Will you sleep with a stranger?”

Alston listened to her angry words, bowed his head, and laughed. Cynthia was cute and

even cuter when she was jealous and

angry.

“Although I haven’t remembered everything, I’m so familiar with this family and you from

the beginning,” he said seriously, “For the past three years, I kept having a dream, in

which a woman in a purple dress, turning her back to me, called me Alston,

but I couldn’t see her face…”

“Purple dress?” Cynthia looked at the lilac dress on her body. She liked purple very

much, and Alston also bought her

clothes.

a stunning purple dress. It was large and long. But

like a purple galaxy and

in his dream

closed.

Alston to the cloakroom.

a stunning purple dress inside, asking, “Is

was the same one in his dream, Alston was

“Yes.

with moist eyes, “This is the one I wore

the banquet for the first

continued, “It was Mr.

dress,

his collection and worth ten

Cynthia’s description of their first banquet reminded

his head almost explode. He

bang his head against the wall

strangeness, Cynthia stopped

“Are you all right? I’ll

her anxiety and saw she was about to cry. So he held

arms, and

a hoarse voice, “Don’t worry. I have this thing… Don’t

Alston, Cynthia didn’t dare to move for fear of aggravating

your thing? You never had it when

were together!”

Burying his head in her soft hair, Alston

body, and gradually

After a long time, Alston said in a muffled voice, “I

to recall the past, I will

your head!” Hearing what he

wanting to see the

Alston lowered his head dotingly and went

wondering why he let Cynthia touch him. He usually really disliked other people

his things. Gigi once wore his coat, which disgusted him, and

let others touch his clothes, not to mention the physical

same roof for the past

touch him in

But now…

Cynthia, who was holding his head and making his hair into

only

you find

saw the scar. It was on the

left after three years. He must have

feeling sad. She couldn’t imagine

himself when he lived with Gigi and her father for

never lived such a hard life since he was

past three years.

“It’s so deep. You must have hurt at the time!” Tears rolled

heart of stone after

three years. But she couldn’t stop crying in front

could and would only be a delicate woman

cheer her up when upset.

would

when distressed and would lose her temper when angry. In a word, she never

control her emotions.

Tears dripped on the