My Sleeping Beauty Husband

Chapter 303 No Lack of Money

When Cynthia went downstairs again, the floor had been cleaned up as if nothing had

happened. But the scene just now was so tragic, Gigi’s scream was so painful, and

those scenes could not be erased from her mind for a while.

Two hours later, there was news from the hospital. Greg looked at Cynthia who was

sitting on the sofa, hesitated for a long time, and finally said, “There is news from the

hospital. Miss Arnett lost her baby because of the long delay.”

Cynthia’s eyes trembled when she heard this. She closed her eyes reproachfully.

If she knew that this was the result, she should ignore Gigi’s resistance and do some

first aid, maybe the baby could have been saved.

Seeing her expression, Greg didn’t dare to say much. He whispered a few words in

Alston’s ear, and then left.

Alston knew that Cynthia was in a bad mood, so he sat next to her and let her lean on

his shoulder. “Don’t be sad. It’s not your fault. You tried to help her, but she didn’t trust

you. There’s nothing we can do.”

Cynthia was upset. A life disappeared before her eyes. This didn’t have to happen. As a

doctor, she couldn’t accept this result.

As soon as she closed her eyes, Gigi’s bloody dress and hands could emerge in her

mind.

It took a long time before she spoke. “Let Mrs. Lewis make some soup for her to

replenish her body.”

Alston touched her pale face affectionately, and said in a low voice, “Okay. But that’s all.

The matter of asking Gigi to live somewhere else can’t be changed.”

Cynthia was too soft–hearted. If it were him, he would not do this. Gigi deserved this

result. It was all her fault.

Cynthia knew his hatred for Gigi, so she agreed. After all, she was not a saint. Although

it was a pity for the child, Gigi had

hidden Alston for three years. She still has a strong hate for her.

In the hospital, Gigi sat on the hospital bed and looked at the scenery outside the

window. Her face was pale and bloodless.

After the operation, she could only lay on the bed. She couldn’t accept the fact that she

had lost her

lived in her belly for more than

gone now, and she was still

uncomfortable.

baby was a surprise and misfortune for her. She

the baby, but because of her

this baby. But now, all her efforts

She hated it

the stairs through her own carelessness. The surveillance

servants below could testify that no one pushed her, even if she wanted to

up, she couldn’t.

grabbed the quilt and slashed two

Mrs. Lewis came in and saw her pale face.

“Miss Arnett, Mrs. Smith asked me to

it. The soup can replenish your blood

was gentle and caring words, but in Gigi’s ears, every word

frantically and slapped the soup to

the thermos barrel was open, and the soup in it splashed all over the

of her synthetic face. My baby was

see my jokes, right?

face turned pale when she heard the sound of her

to cook the soup out of good intentions, but it

over the floor, she sighed. She spent two

it was all wasted

whispered, picked up the thermos, and looked at

be ignorant. Mrs. Smith had never thought

to give you

believe her. Now, you lost the baby, the

and it was

Gigi felt like she

out of here! You are just a maid. How

me! Alston owes me. He owes me! I lost the baby, and I can no longer

me, and so

face, Mrs. Lewis’s eyes showed sarcasm.

expect that you just wanted money. The baby

tool for

Gigi

Mrs. Lewis was not Cynthia. She hated Gigi, and she didn’t have

said to the angry Gigi. “I

there is only one bowl. It’s a pity that you

By the way, don’t you want money? Here it

took out a bank card and threw

Smith gave the card. He has already guessed your

looked at the bank card. Her eyes were full of panic. She felt she

being able to catch anything made

only 200,000 dollars. I’m not the beggar!” She made an angry look and

on the ground. “I want money,

close to the city center, and

the news

make Alston and Cynthia

her insatiable appearance, with

Mr. Smith has already ordered people

you and your father. You concealed

to find him

are still 200,000 dollars.