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 started to

her face.

no memory, but he naturally

delicate facial features, and pink lips,

revealed little by little, Alston’s

cute girl in

just lying

back and kissed her

hand. She slapped

was dazed and

smiled, “Fine. I will forgive you

In the early morning of the next day, Cynthia groaned and got up from the

hungover and had a splitting headache. She rested her wrist

a long

have a headache, don’t you?” Alston’s

little unreal.

long time.

out with a warm towel

Her hair was golden, fluffy, and disheveled when the

her facial features were exquisite. Sitting on the bed

an angel.

her face very carefully and

and humid towel instantly woke Cynthia

her pink cheeks, and asked, “How are you?

awake?”

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

Alston was taken aback for a moment. Then his

the empty bed beside her for the past three

heart was lost. But she pretended she was

half of her heart seemed to be filled,

complete.

“Yes, I’m back. You won’t be alone ever again.

here to support you. I’m

for

and buried her

long time.

the clothes on his shoulders were soaked. He sighed and patted

“My dear baby,

here.”

little embarrassed. She wiped her tears and

won’t feel hard. Our family

Okay?”

Alston agreed without