Mi esposo, un bello durmiente By Lyanna Nichols

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Alston tenía un aura peligrosa persistente por todo su cuerpo . A pesar de que era su hijo biológico , Stella

no pudo evitar retroceder unos pasos . _ _

Ella le gritó en estado de shock e ira a Alston : “ ¡Soy tu madre ! ¡ No me crees ! ¿ Crees que puse veneno en la medicina ? _ Si algo le pasa a ella , ¿no sería yo el primero en sospechar ? ¿ Soy tan estúpido ?”

“ Es más , yo también lo tenía . ¡ Si quisiera lastimar a Cynthia , no me lastimarían a mí también ! ”

Cynthia bajó la cabeza . Su flequillo cayó , bloqueando todas sus expresiones . Si no fuera por el Sr. Lange , ella

podría pensar lo mismo . Después de todo , era demasiado sencillo y estúpido .

El Sr. Lange dijo que después de tomar la medicina , ella no podría concebir en el futuro , e incluso una _

examen general no encontraría la razón . _ _

If it weren’t for the prescription record sent by Mr. Lange’s teacher, even he would not be able to see through

it.
Alston was impatient, “Save it! Why don’t you just give me the prescription? I’ll have someone check it out, and everything will be revealed.”

Stella ran into her room. After about two minutes, she came out and threw a prescription to Alston, “Here!.”

She looked sincere. Cynthia knew she had given Alston the other prescription.

“Give me the medicine dregs, too.” Alston took the prescription and said.

Stella took a deep breath, her chest heaving continuously as if she were enduring something. She called the

maid, and ordered, “Bring the medicine dregs to Alston.”

The maid paused for a moment. Then she saw Stella winking at hers, and she immediately understood. She went to the kitchen and brought out a pack of medicine dregs.

Cynthia sneered silently, and suddenly stood up and said, “I need to change. I’m going to be late for work.”

“I’ll accompany you!” Alston followed behind her, and they came back to the bedroom.

Stella looked at them leaving and smiled viciously. The maid was a little worried. She whispered next to her,

“Will he find out anything?”

Stella glanced at her indifferently, “As long as you don’t tell, he won’t be able to find out.”

The maid was taken aback by her words and quickly shrank her neck. She was scared.

it was such a torment, she

was involved, too.

they backed to the bedroom, Cynthia rushed to the

understood immediately. He followed

already vomited out the medicine and was rinsing her mouth. When she raised

His face was pale and his eyes were

skipped a

“Honey…” She said.

“How long have you been taking this medicine? Don’t

a month.” Cynthia pursed her lips. Her face was pale

looked pathetic.

cold, “You knew there was something wrong with this medicine,

quickly explained, “After I saw through her scheme, I

will

“If I don’t take it, she will find a new way to harm me. At least I know what she is doing

are!” Alston sneered, “What harm does

she

Cynthia groaned

go of her hand, and there were red marks on

You are a doctor and know how horrible it can be, but you

her head. She knew it was dangerous, but she took the antidote afterward. Why was he

angry?

was too angry, and he smiled, “You haven’t even thought about telling me in

you haven’t

her head suddenly, “Why do you think so? You were busy with work these

you with trivial

away the documents on the bedside table and looked deeply at Cynthia, “Don’t come to me until you figure out

puerta y se fue

inexpresiva frente a la ventana , observando cómo se alejaba su auto . ella estaba triste

hecho estaba mal . Ella simplemente no quería molestarlo .

in prison, Uncle Clare was in a bad

at night. When she fell asleep,

he had

lack of sleep, the fundus of his eyes was slightly black and blue. He

to bother him with her things. She

him all the time.

face difficulties and challenges with him

her painstaking efforts at all. He

the more aggrieved she became. Her nose was sore and tears welled up. She tried to hold