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

shoes resignedly and started to

her face.

He had no memory, but he naturally knew what he

snow–white skin, delicate facial features, and

was revealed little by little, Alston’s heart

How could there be such a cute girl in the world, who could have

just lying

back and kissed her again.

hand. She slapped

was dazed and then

smiled, “Fine. I will forgive you this

the next day, Cynthia groaned

rested her wrist on her head and sat

long

“You have a headache, don’t you?” Alston’s voice came

little unreal.

time. She

out with a warm

golden, fluffy, and disheveled when

Sitting on the bed in a

an angel.

face very carefully and

and humid

the towel, pinched her pink cheeks, and asked, “How are you?

awake?”

at him for a long time and said, “It’s you. I thought I was

a moment. Then his

and saw the empty bed beside her for the past

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

he came back, and the other half of

complete.

eyes, “Yes, I’m back.

support you. I’m sorry that

for so

arms around his neck and buried her face on

long time.

shoulders were soaked.

“My dear

here.”

her tears and smiled, “It’s all over.

come back, I won’t feel hard. Our family

Okay?”

“Okay!” Alston