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

clothes.

“Yes, it was a stunning purple dress. It was large and long. But it became soft when

was like a

Alston recalled the scene in his dream with his

closed.

Cynthia changed her look and took Alston

purple

was the same one in his dream,

“Yes.

with moist eyes, “This is the one I wore

banquet for the first

Alston was surprised, and Cynthia continued, “It was Mr. Johnson’s

Someone ruined my dress, and

from Kevin. It was his collection and

their first banquet reminded Alston of

his head almost explode. He

the wall to get rid

stopped talking, hugged

all right? I’ll call

and saw she was about

into his arms, and comforted her

“Don’t worry. I have

Cynthia didn’t dare to move for

your thing? You never had

were together!”

in her soft hair, Alston closed his eyes, smelled

body, and

time, Alston said in a muffled voice, “I hit my head when I fell off the cliff. If

force myself to recall the

“Let me see your head!” Hearing what he said, Cynthia hugged his head

wanting to see the

Alston lowered his head dotingly and went along

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

wore his coat, which

He even didn’t let others touch his clothes, not to mention the physical

under the same roof for the past three years, he never

touch him in

But now…

Cynthia, who was holding his head and making his

could only

“Did you

“Yes!” Cynthia finally saw the scar. It was on

scar left after three years. He

the uneven scar, feeling sad. She couldn’t imagine how

with Gigi and her

such a hard life since he was a child. He had really suffered

past three years.

deep. You must have hurt at the time!” Tears rolled down

she spoke. She thought she had a heart of

years. But she couldn’t stop crying in front of Alston as

would only be a delicate woman in front of

needed him to cheer her up when upset.

would

lose her temper when angry. In a word,

control her emotions.

on the scar,