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.”

Alston pressed his lips and frowned. He had no experience in love. When he saw that the person he cared about was in danger, all he knew was to protect her

feel anything

it, but just stopped

went out.

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

to him no matter how

Dark Blue.

glass after another and soon. got drunk. Lucien also drank a lot, and before long,

trace of wakefulness.

asked people to

but only one people. The man looked at Alston, who was

his face

that

dare not let a stranger

have the phone number of Greg, only the number of his family mansion. But

out, and despite several

then, a woman came up and saw Alston lying on the table. She gave a

is Alston so drunk!”

“You are?”

Hulda, Alston’s personal assistant. I’ll send him

before when he was beside Lucien, but at that

suspicious.

a hip–wrapped skirt, painted with heavy makeup, and

she had

normal to dress like this in a bar?” Hulda

was preparing to hold Lucien to leave. Lucien suddenly opened his eyes

and

him… you can’t send him… Cynthia will be

and pulled Hulda

drunk and unconscious. As long as she slept with him, with his personality, although

see her goodness gradually, make him fall in

all of it. But Lucien

a stiff smile. “Mr. Lucien is drunk. Everyone in

so I don’t have to take advantage of