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

her face.

no memory, but he naturally knew what he should

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

little,

such a cute girl in the world, who could have

lying

He couldn’t hold back and kissed her again.

She slapped his

was dazed and then

I will forgive you this

of the next day, Cynthia groaned and got up

hungover and had a splitting headache. She rested her

long time before

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

little unreal.

Cynthia reacted for a long time. She still didn’t remember

a warm towel

golden, fluffy, and disheveled when the sun came in. She looked

features were exquisite. Sitting

an angel.

wiped her face very carefully

hot and humid

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

awake?”

time and

Alston was taken aback for a moment. Then

the empty

heart was lost. But

back, and the other half of her heart seemed

complete.

kissed her red eyes, “Yes, I’m back. You won’t be alone

here to support you. I’m

for so

her arms around his neck and buried her face on his

long time.

that the clothes on his shoulders were soaked. He sighed

back, “My dear baby, don’t cry.

here.”

Cynthia felt a little embarrassed. She wiped her

won’t feel hard.

Okay?”

“Okay!” Alston