My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols

Chapter 73 He was Angry

Alston had a dangerous aura lingering all over his body. Even though he was her biological son, Stella couldn’t help but take a few steps back.

She yelled in shock and anger at Alston, “I’m your mother! You don’t believe me! Do you think I put poison in the medicine? If something happens to her, wouldn’t I be the first to be suspected? Am I that stupid?”

“What’s more, I also had it. If I wanted to harm Cynthia, wouldn’t I be harmed too!”

Cynthia lowered her head. Her bangs drooped, blocking all her expressions. If it wasn’t for Mr. Lange, she might think the same. After all, it was too straightforward and stupid.

Mr. Lange said that after taking the medicine, she would not be able to conceive in the future, and even a general examination would not find out the reason.

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.

was such a torment, she shouldn’t have

was involved, too.

long as they backed to the bedroom, Cynthia rushed to the bathroom

He followed her into the

and was rinsing her mouth. When she raised her head, she saw Alston in the mirror. His face was pale and

a

“Honey…” She said.

her, “How long have you been taking this

a month.” Cynthia pursed her lips. Her face was pale from vomiting, and her

looked pathetic.

there was something wrong with this medicine, and

through her scheme, I immediately asked Mr. Lange

will

I don’t take it, she will

you are!” Alston sneered, “What harm does this medicine do

Her eyes dodged. Under Alston’s persuasive gaze, she finally said, “It may

heavily. Cynthia groaned in pain and

Alston let go of her hand,

know how horrible it can be,

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

smiled, “You haven’t even thought about telling me

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

with

it’s a trivial matter?!” Alston sneered. Before leaving, he took away the documents on the bedside table and looked deeply at

slammed the door

in front of the window, watching

she had done was

Uncle Clare was in a bad mood. He

at night. When she fell asleep, he was still awake.

he had

his eyes was slightly

to solve problems by herself, but

face difficulties and challenges

painstaking efforts at all. He just