My Sleeping Beauty Husband By Lyanna Nichols Chapter 8


    Chapter 8 You Like Alston


    “Get off myp!”


    She looked up and met his indifferent eyes.


    “It’s just a y in front of Cherry. You take it seriously?”


    Looking at Alston’s cold and heartless eyes, Cynthia suddenly felt sad. The instant affection for him


    had to be hidden.


    She hurriedly got up to her feet. Remembering that Alston’s legs didn’t recover, she was afraid she had


    hurt him again, so she squatted down to rub his legs gently.


    Alston already had some diposure, and now his thigh was massaged and rubbed by her slender


    fingers, which made him feel stranger.


    He subconsciously pushed Cynthia away but didn’t expect his strength wasn’t well controlled. She


    suddenly sat down on the ground.


    Cynthia felt hurt because she thought Alston was not willing to let her touch him.


    Looking at her reddened eyes, Alston pressed his lips, but he didn’t exin anything. “Push me back!”


    he said coldly.


    When eating lunch, everyone has his mind.


    After the meal, Alston and Cynthia were ready to go back. After Alston’s wheelchair was carried in the


    car, Cherry, who hadn’t been talking, suddenly grabbed Cynthia, saying in a low voice that only


    the two could hear,


    “Cynthia, I know you liked Alston from an early age.”


    Cynthia’s face turned pale, and her eyshes trembled. “Nonsense! I… I am…”


    Before she finished, Cherry interrupted her, “Don’t deny it. I just found the notebook in your room, and I


    read everything written there..”


    Cynthia got annoyed, and her face flushed. Cherry went through her room and looked at her


    notebook!


    “Don’t be proud. Do you think you can feel rxed after marrying Alston? Cynthia, you have to


    recognize your own identity. You are just an illegitimate daughter of the Miller family, and the Smith


    family will never regard an illegitimate daughter as Mrs. Smith.”


    Cherry seemed to think of something and smiled strangely. “Alston doesn’t like me and will never like


    you. You will never feel easy in this position.”


    Cynthia’s face changed. She didn’t know what Cherry wanted to do and didn’t want to continue the


    talk with her. She got in the car directly and left the Miller family.


    The scenery outside shed past the window, and Cynthia stared out of the window silently, lost in


    thoughts.


    Cynthia was right. She liked Alston, and she wanted him a long time ago.


    The first time she met Alston was at Cherry’s 16th birthday party.


    Cherry invited many friends to her birthday party that day, and she dressed like a little princess.


    surrounded by people. However, Cynthia, dressed in dusty clothes, huddled in the corner and looked at


    Cherry pitifully.


    Jane and Cherry had abused her as they could because of her father’s ignorance, and she hadn’t


    eaten for two days.


    Cynthia, the


    poor little girl, greedily looked at the cakes in the middle of the hall, hoping she could get a small bite.


    However, the cakes that were extremely precious in her eyes were tools for fun for those dress-up


    children. The cakes were thrown all over the floor, and there was noplete piece.


    There were so many people in the hall. Excepting Cherry, the star of the birthday party, Alston was


    the most notable one.


    Alston, who was already a teenager then, was dressed in an expensive and well-cut suit, exuding


    extraordinary elegance and indifference. He was as radiant and distant as the sun in the sky. Even


    Cherry, who had always been arrogant and overbearing, took the initiative to get close to him.


    But it was he who found her hiding in the corner. When he discovered her embarrassment, he


    handed her his cake.


    Cynthia couldn’t remember the taste of the cake, but she would never forget the radiant and


    handsome boy.


    She knew a massive gap between Alston and her and didn’t dare to have any expectations. What she


    could do was write down her secret crush in her diary.


    However, since then, she never saw him again. When she heard Cherry was engaged to him, she had


    to bury her affection and the diary deeply.


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    “Cynthia! What are you thinking about? I am talking to you.’


    An impatient voice interrupted her thoughts from her ear. Cynthia turned her head and saw a


    handsome face very close to her, and her face turned pale with fear.


    Was she scared by that?


    Alston frowned and looked at her wet eyes. He felt impatient but softened his voice.


    “What’s with the injuries on your arm?”


    Cynthia looked down at the bruises on her white arm. The bruises were made by Beck before.


    She didn’t notice the bruises. The wounds were swollen, which looked a bit scary on the wless


    skin.


    “It’s okay. I scratched them identally.”


    Cynthia casually put down her sleeves to cover her wounds.


    Looking at her ustomed expression, Alston felt ufortable. He said without consideration,


    “You are Mrs. Smith. The Miller family does not wee you, so you don’t need toe back.”


    Cynthia gawked at him. He looked indifferent, but his voice was gentle as if it could make her


    restlessness settle down at once.


    She felt mixed happiness and sadness, and she smiled gently at him, full of sweetness in her dimples.


    Seeing her smile, Alston felt his heart touched gently by furry paws. It was a feeling that he had never


    experienced before.


    This feeling made him panic a little. Then he turned his head irritably and said gruffly, “You’d better


    behave yourself and be a good Mrs. Smith in front of other people, or you’d better pack your things and


    get out of my home.”