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.”

saw that the person he cared about was in danger, all he knew was to protect her

didn’t feel anything

just stopped to think about it. He

went out.

How long have you not slept? You

listened to him no matter

Dark Blue.

glass after another

but there was still a trace

people to pick them

family soon came, but only one people. The man looked at

his face was

that Alston

dare not let a stranger drive

Greg, only the number of

several phone calls, no one

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

is Alston so drunk!”

“You are?”

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

had seen her before when he was beside Lucien, but at

suspicious.

hip–wrapped skirt, painted with heavy makeup, and dressed up so sexy that she

dignity she had

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

and was preparing to hold Lucien to leave. Lucien

close to Alston and staggered over to stop

against him… you can’t send him…

said drunkly and pulled

Alston was drunk and unconscious. As long as she slept with him, with his personality, although he would not definitely be responsible for her,

her goodness gradually, make him fall in love with her, and

all of it. But Lucien messed up her

and forced a stiff smile. “Mr. Lucien

I don’t