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

lived in

she was still

uncomfortable.

was a surprise and

baby, but because of her physique, and she

baby. But now, all her efforts were

hated it

fell down the stairs through her own carelessness. The surveillance

could testify that no one pushed her, even if

up, she couldn’t.

quilt and slashed two

Mrs. Lewis came in and saw her pale face. She put the

said in a warm voice. “Miss Arnett, Mrs.

It’s still hot, drink it. The soup can replenish your blood which

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

Mrs. Lewis frantically and slapped the soup to

thermos barrel was open, and the

face. My baby was

wanted to see my jokes, right? That b*tch! Rot in

heard the sound of her

out of good intentions, but it was ruined by Gigi.

all over the floor, she sighed. She spent two hours

it was

Lewis whispered, picked up the thermos, and

face. “Miss Arnett, don’t be ignorant. Mrs.

Mrs. Smith wanted to give you first

refused. You didn’t believe her. Now, you lost the

gone, and it was your

to Mrs. Lewis’s cold words, Gigi felt like she

a trembling finger. “Get out of here! You

I lost the baby,

me, and so must the

Lewis’s eyes showed sarcasm. “I thought you really felt

I didn’t expect that you just wanted money. The baby was lucky. At least,

your tool for you

“You!” Gigi

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

and said to the angry Gigi. “I have

bowl. It’s a pity that you ruined it,

the way, don’t you want money?

As she spoke, she took out a bank card and threw it at Gigi. “There are 200,000

card. He has already guessed your mind, so let me

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

being able to catch anything made

dollars. I’m not the beggar!”

the ground. “I want money,

close to the city center, and a car… Otherwise,

spread the news

will make Alston and

at her insatiable appearance, with disgust

has already

and your father. You

us not to be able to find him for three years. We are polite

you. There are still