My Sleeping Beauty Husband By Lyanna Nichols Chapter 238


    My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols Chapter 238 He Must Be Alive


    Cynthia rushed forward, trying to catch him, but she missed. She could only watch him fall off the cliff.


    She was crazy and wanted to rush out, but Lorenz hugged her tightly, “Calm down.”


    “How can I be calm? Alston fell! Such, such a high cliff… He…” Cynthia couldn’t continue. She


    copsed.


    “Cousin, I beg you to save him. He can’t die. Please save him.”


    Cynthia was scared. He must be fine. Since they were together, they have encountered so many


    things. She was afraid that he would note back.


    “The babies need him. Thepany needs him. I… I can’t live without him!”


    Thest sentence was filled with grief, and Lorenz’s nose was sour, “This cliff is too high, and we need


    to prepare for getting down there. We will definitely find him. He will be fine.”


    Heforted her, but looking at the bottomless cliff, a trace of worries shed in his eyes.


    With such a high cliff, even if Alston had been trained since childhood, no one knew whether he could


    survive.


    “Haha, he is definitely dead. The cliff is so high. He will never survive!” The manughed wildly, “I kill


    the president of Smith Group!”


    “Shut up!” Cynthia roared with red eyes. She broke away from Lorenz’s arm, staggered to the front of


    the trafficker, and pped him with all her strength. The man who was kneeling on the ground was


    beaten so severely that his face was bruised and his nose was bleeding.


    “Alston won’t die! He won’t!” She stared at him fiercely, and gritted her teeth. She returned to the edge


    of the cliff again, staring at the ce where Alston fell off.


    The night fell. Cynthia was tense all day and night, and her stomach was growling. Shey on the


    ground and looked at the cliff.


    Bill and the others slowly descended the cliff, and another group descended to the bottom of the cliff by


    a remote path.


    Greg sent the helicopter in case they needed it.


    Lorenz knelt down and patted Cynthia on the back lightly, “Go down the mountain. I will send someone


    to inform you if there’s any news. You have been running around all day and night. You must be


    exhausted.”


    Cynthia’s lips were dry, her eyes were sore, and she stared at the bottom of the cliff without blinking.


    Her eyesight was blurry, but she wanted to see Alston rescued with her own eyes. Otherwise, she was


    worried.


    She turned her head stiffly, looking for something.


    Lorenz knew who she was looking for. He said in a low voice, “Cherry has been sent down. She has


    reached the limit, and you are weaker than she. You should rest.”


    Cynthia closed her eyes. After a long time, she finally spoke, “When you came, were there any


    survivors in that burnt car?”


    Lorenz said, “When our people arrived, the car had been burned to the point where only a skeleton


    remained. People were all burned, and only three remains were found.”


    Cynthia’s arm trembled, and she almost fell.


    Lily didn’t survive.


    Cynthia passed out. Lorenz held her immediately.


    His heart ached so much. Why did his sister have to suffer so much? He would never let anyone who


    made her suffer go.


    He carried her back home. Mrs. Lewis and Greg were waiting at the door. Seeing Cynthia covered in


    dirt and a mess, they felt distressed and angry, “What happened to her?”


    Mrs. Lewis and Joyce took Cynthia to wash up.


    Greg held Lorenz’s arm and his lips trembled, “Mr. Green, I… Where is Mr. Smith?”


    Lorenz pursed his lips and said with difficulty, “They are still looking for…”


    Greg seemed to have suffered a big blow. He kept muttering, “He will be fine. Since he was a child, he


    has been strong and smart. He will be fine…”


    Lorenz didn’t know how tofort the old man. Greg had deep feelings for Alston. No one could


    guarantee Alston’s condition, and he didn’t dare tofort him.


    Cynthia was so tired that she woke up after sleeping for a day and a night. Just as she opened her


    eyes, she suddenly sat up from the bed and wanted to run outside with her bare feet. But she was too


    weak. Her feet went limp as soon as they touched the ground. She fell to the ground.


    Joyce rushed in quickly and helped her up, “Are you Okay?”


    Cynthia held Joyce’s hand and asked her anxiously, “How long have I been asleep? What time is it


    now? Where is Alston? Did they find him? Is he Okay?”


    “You slept for a day and a night.” Her eyes drooped, and a trace of sadness appeared on her pretty


    face, “They didn’t find Mr. Smith, but only found a piece of his clothing under the cliff.”


    Cynthia stared at her in a daze, and tears rolled down her thin cheeks, “How could they not find him?


    They could find his clothes. Why didn’t they find the person?”


    Joyce’s face was pale, and she didn’t know how tofort her. It happened that Mrs. Lewis came in


    with food. She seemed to have found a backbone and shouted, “Please say something.”


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    Mrs. Lewis sighed. She handed the food to Joyce and helped Cynthia onto the bed, “It’s a good thing


    that they haven’t found him. It means that he is still alive. Maybe he has been rescued and is


    recuperating somewhere.


    When he recovers from his injury, he wille back.”


    “Really?” Cynthia hadn’t eaten anything in the past few days. Her cheeks were skinny, and her eyes


    were bigger. She looked straight at Mrs. Lewis, with a naive feeling of apprehension.


    Mrs. Lewis was so sad that she nodded heavily, “Yes, he will definitelye back. Please eat


    something. Mr. Smith will be angry when he sees you so thin.”


    After a long time, Cynthia nodded. Joyce handed the food to her.


    Cynthia mechanically and numbly finished the food in the small bowl slowly. Seeing this, Joyce and


    Mrs. Lewis were both relieved.


    Mrs. Lewis was afraid that she would think wildly, so she brought Keller and Desmond over and put


    them on her big bed.


    The two babies hadn’t seen their mother for a long time. They crawled to her side and sat obediently in


    front of her. Their chubby little hands gently touched her thin cheeks.


    “Babies!” Cynthia called softly.


    Keller cried out. Her mouth was puckered, and she was extremely wronged. Desmond also cried. They


    looked obedient and pitiful.


    With red eyes, Cynthia hugged them in her arms. Her tears flowed silently, and panic and sadness


    umted in her heart came out.


    Desmond mumbled, “Papa… Mama…”


    Cynthia’s body froze. She suddenly looked at him, “What did you say?!”


    “Papa… Papa…”


    Cynthia burst into tears, “Alston, did you hear that? Our baby can say dad!”


    How much he expected the baby to call Dad, and now they could, but he was not here.


    Standing at the door, Greg heard the suppressed crying in the room, and his heart was painful.


    “Mr. Smith, you must survive. Everyone is waiting for you toe home!”