My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols

Chapter 37 A Great Chance

Cynthia picked up the cake box and looked at the deformed edge. Her eyes sparkled with a thoughtful look.

“It was Alston just now?” She thought.

“Cynthia, what’s the matter? Is there anything wrong with this box?”

Cynthia looked down and rubbed the crushed box. “Unfortunately, the box is broken. The cake isn’t eatable.”

Then she opened the lid of the trash can and threw the cake in.

So what? Give her a slap and then offer a sweet date? She is not a child, and will not forgive all his mistakes with a piece of cake.

Cynthia looked at Dylan and smiled, “Dylan, I should go back to take care of my mom. I’ve been out for too long. She should be anxious if she can’t see me.”

“I’ll come with you and see her.”

Cynthia nodded and they walked together to the ward.

As they left, Alston and Lucien came out from the end of the corridor.

It set a ticklish task for Lucien. He just persuaded Alston to come back but didn’t think he would see this scene. It was all over, Alston must be angrier.

“Lucien!” Alston called him in a hoarse voice.

“Ah!” cried Lucien. He was lost in thought just now.

“Does Dylan more handsome than me? Does he richer than me?” Alston’s eyelids turned red, and his words were sour.

“He is gentler than you, and knows how not to break a girl’s heart.” Lucien thought.

Without saying these words, Lucien pointed to their backs and said, “You must feel bad!”

Alston paused. He touched his heart, where it seemed to have been pricked, and it hurt badly.

“Cynthia loves you so much, it’s probably worse than you when she saw you hug Hulda.”

the person he

didn’t feel

just stopped to think

went out.

are you crazy? How long have you not slept? You still dare to drink? You’d better

him no matter how he

Dark Blue.

mind. He drank one glass after another and soon. got drunk.

there was still a trace of wakefulness. They couldn’t drive back, so

asked people to pick

people. The man looked at Alston, who was

his face

didn’t mention that Alston was drunk,

let a stranger

phone number of Greg, only the number

out, and despite several phone

saw Alston lying on the table. She gave a little exclamation,

is Alston so drunk!”

“You are?”

first. I’m Hulda, Alston’s personal assistant.

man had seen her before when he was beside Lucien, but at that moment he saw her dress

suspicious.

hip–wrapped skirt, painted with heavy makeup,

she

dress like this in a bar?” Hulda was annoyed by his look and

preparing to hold Lucien

close to Alston and staggered over to

can’t… you plot against him… you can’t send him… Cynthia will

and pulled Hulda

him, with his personality, although he would not definitely be responsible for her,

see her goodness gradually, make him fall in love with her, and can’t abandon

But Lucien messed up her

smile. “Mr. Lucien is

so I don’t have to take advantage of