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.”

in love. When he saw that the person he

feel

it, but just stopped to think about it. He

went out.

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

listened to him no matter how

Dark Blue.

after another and soon. got drunk.

red, but there was still a trace

asked people to pick them

The man looked at Alston, who was

face was

that Alston

not let a stranger

of Greg, only the number of his family mansion.

sent out, and despite several phone calls,

then, a woman came up and saw Alston lying on

is Alston so drunk!”

“You are?”

Lucien back first. I’m Hulda, Alston’s personal assistant. I’ll send him

Lucien, but at that moment he saw her dress

suspicious.

skirt, painted with heavy makeup,

dignity she had

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

and was preparing to hold Lucien to leave.

to Alston and staggered over to

against him… you

said drunkly and pulled Hulda

Alston was drunk and unconscious. As long as she slept with him, with his

as his attitude softens, she can let him see her goodness gradually, make him fall in love with her,

of it. But Lucien messed up her

stomped her feet and forced a stiff smile. “Mr.

I don’t have to take advantage of