My Sleeping Beauty Husband

Chapter 293 Thought I Was Dreaming

Alston’s eyes were full of sternness. He had seen the interaction between her and

Cynthia in the past two days. Gigi always went up to provoke her. This kind of scheming

was too obvious.

She stirred up Cynthia’s anger, made her misunderstand him and target her, and then

pretended to be bullied and pitiful. So

everyone blamed Cynthia.

“You are talking nonsense.” Gigi shouted angrily.

Alston covered Cynthia’s ears, “Quiet! You are waking her up!”

“You!” Tears welled up in her eyes, but she held back and let them fall one by one. She

was very used to showing her weakness,

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which made men feel bad.

But it’s a pity that Alston didn’t buy it.

He didn’t bother to watch her pretending, turned around and carried Cynthia upstairs.

“I’ll ask Greg to put water in your room, so you can stay in there.”

Gigi froze. How could he just leave like this? She was crying, but he didn’t care at all!

When Cynthia was angry, he comforted her softly. Could it be that she was really so

much worse than her?!

The resentment in her eyes was about to overflow, and she hated Cynthia so much.

In Alston’s eyes, Cynthia was much more attractive than her. She must try other ways.

A sneer curled up at the corner of her mouth. If he didn’t see Cynthia cheating today,

then she would create a scene of cheating

for him.

Alston put Cynthia on the bed, looked at her delicate makeup and sighed. He took off her

resignedly and

her face.

no memory, but he

With her snow–white skin, delicate facial features, and pink lips, her

was revealed little by little, Alston’s heart was incredibly

girl in the world, who could have his

anything, just lying still

hold back and kissed her again. Cynthia groaned uncomfortably

her hand. She slapped his

was dazed

He smiled, “Fine. I will

day, Cynthia groaned and got up from the bed. She

hungover and had a splitting headache. She rested her wrist on her head

for a long time

“You have a headache, don’t you?” Alston’s voice came from the bathroom. She

little unreal.

time. She still didn’t

a

and disheveled when the

Sitting

an angel.

wiped her face

humid towel

Alston put down the towel, pinched her pink cheeks, and asked, “How are

awake?”

a long time and said, “It’s you. I thought

taken aback for a moment. Then his eyes overflowed with

up and saw the empty bed beside her for the

felt as if her heart was lost. But she pretended she

Now he came back, and the other half of her heart seemed to be filled, and

complete.

eyes, “Yes, I’m back. You won’t

be here to support you. I’m sorry

left for

his neck and buried her face on his shoulder

long time.

the clothes on his shoulders

the back, “My dear baby, don’t

here.”

felt a little embarrassed. She wiped her tears and smiled, “It’s all over. As

won’t feel hard. Our family will

Okay?”

Alston agreed