My Sleeping Beauty Husband By Lyanna Nichols Chapter 9
Chapter 9 Stand Up for Her
Be a good Mrs. Smith…
Cynthia lowered her head with darkened eyes and whispered, “Okay!”
Alston liked quietness. Besides Greg, there were only a few servants at home. The whole house was
in silence now
The lunch in the Miller family was too plentiful and greasy, and Cynthia knew that Alston didn’t get a
few bites. She was afraid that he was hungry, so she went to the kitchen to cook some food as soon as
she returned to the Smith family.
As soon as Cynthia put the food on the table, there was a tter of high heels at the gate, which was
particrly harsh in the quiet house.
“Alston…” With a shrill voice, a middle-aged woman wearing delicate makeup and famous brands
suddenly rushed to Alston’s wheelchair.
Cynthia was afraid that the woman would hit Alston’s legs, and she hurriedly separated them, blocking
the woman.
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Suddenly blocked, Ste Smith was unhappy and looked Cynthia up and down. “Are you the
illegitimate daughter of the Miller family? No wonder you are so uncultured that you don’t deserve
my son!”
Son?
Was she Alston’s mother?
Cynthia paused and frowned. Alston had already woken up yesterday, and Greg called her several
times, but she didn’t give a response. But now, she was pretending to show her fake love for her
son.
Such a kind of mother… It was better not to have such a mother.
Her heart was full of pity for Alston, and she firmly guarded him as a calf.
Looking at her slim body, Alston smiled and ate his food gracefully, in an unprecedented good
mood.
Looking at the simple dishes on the table, Ste changed her face. She suddenly pped Cynthia
without warning.
Cynthia’s head was beaten to one side, and her face was burning with pain.
“That’s how you take care of my son? Look at what you cook! As a doctor, you didn’t take good care of
a patient. Do you want to kill him? What’s the use of marrying you?”
Alston suddenly expressed a gloomy look at the redness and swelling on Cynthia’s face. He turned his
wheelchair and dragged Cynthia behind him, posing as a defender.
“She is my wife! I didn’t hit her. What qualifies you to p her?”
Identifying Alston’s apparent anger in his voice, Ste was surprised and angry.
Initially, she wanted to warn Cynthia as a mother-inw. Still, she didn’t expect her heartless son to
defend Cynthia, an illegitimate daughter.
Had this woman yed an essential role in her son’s heart within two days?
Ste looked at Cynthia carefully. Cynthia was burying her face. Although there was a conspicuous
palm print on her face, it did not reduce her beauty, adding a weak and pitiful feeling.
Ste was angry and secretly scolding Cynthia, It couldn’t imagine that Alston would be seduced by
such a woman. She was good at luring men.
“Alston, I am your mother and I love you. Cynthia didn’t take good care of you. I pped her just
for…”
When Ste was about to show her fake love, Cynthia suddenly interrupted her. She said,
“Excepting for the liquid food, Alston didn’t eat anything within four months. If you let him a feast, you
want him to die. If I don’t know you are his mother, I think you wanted to harm him deliberately!”
“You…”
Ste was too angry to speak. Looking at Alston, she looked a little guilty.
Although Cynthia looked weak, she knew how to fight back. She really surprised Alston.
Alston loosened Cynthia’s soft hands and continued to eat his food.
Ste didn’t dare to bully Cynthia in front of Alston, but she couldn’t endure her anger. She slumped
down in a chair and said, “I’m hungry. I don’t want to eat that. Cook something new for
me.”
Cynthia did not move, and Ste was ready to criticize her. Then Alston suddenly mmed the bowl
on the table.
Seeing his darkened eyes, Cynthia and Ste were afraid to make a sound.
“Don’t eat if you don’t want to. Greg, clean the table.” He turned his wheelchair and was ready to go
back to his room. Before he left, he frowned at Ste tightly. “Cynthia is here to take care of me, not
a servant. You can’t handle her!”
Looking at their backs, Ste trembled angrily and swept all the dishes on the table.
Cynthia quietly pushed the wheelchair, thinking that Alston had just defended her. Even if it was just
acting, she still blushed secretly.
It looked that Alston didn’t get along well with his mother. Cynthia didn’t know what had happened
between them and didn’t intend to figure it out. What she needed to do was stand firmly behind him.
Alston went to take a bath and didn’t let Cynthia follow. She asked Greg to find some books on nursing
and massaging for her, and she read them intently.
When Alston came out, he saw her reading the books. She looked very concerned about his legs.
He couldn’t helpughing in his heart with a cold face. Even his mother was indifferent to him, and he
didn’t believe that a woman who was forced to marry him and only got along for two days would try her
best to take care of him.
She just wanted something from him, fame or interests.
He would give her whatever she wanted if she could obediently stay with him without any evil n.
Otherwise…
Alston narrowed his eyes, revealing his cruelty.
“Turn off the lights and go to sleep!”
Cynthia closed the books and then massaged his legs carefully ording to what she read. When she
was ready to help him go to bed, he did it with the wheelchair handle’s support andy on the bed with
his quilt.
After turning off the light, Cynthia cuddled herself in the bed on the ground. Although she spread
severalyers of nkets under her body, she still felt cold. She huddled tightly, and she took a long
time to fall asleep.
Alston suddenly opened his eyes when he heard a gentle breath on the ground and turned to look at
her on the floor. He frowned when he remembered she cracked her back quietly in the car.
After a long time, he lifted the quilt, stepped barefoot on the cold floor, and stood up slowly.
Although his movements were stiff, he walked towards Cynthia slowly.