My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols

Chapter 53 Alston’s Rage

Dylan helped Helen sit on the bench and comforted her when she almost collapsed. “No matter how powerful

you are, you can’t fight the whole crowd. You came to seek me instead of stand against them, which was a wise move.”

“But Cynthia is still injured!” Helen covered her face and sobbed.

Dylan sat down beside her and leaned against the wall. “It was an accident that we hadn’t expected. Cynthia

is considerate, independent, and strong. You know her well, and you should know she won’t blame you!”

“I know. That’s why I feel guilty. If I was by her side…” Helen was emotional. She turned to look at Dylan in

tears but failed to finish her words.

Dylan somehow felt distressed. When he realized his feeling, he panicked, stood up quickly, and turned his

back to Helen.

Helen pursed her lips and lowered her head again. There was an awkward and slightly ambiguous

atmosphere between them for the first time. Nobody spoke again, and both of them remained silent.

A few minutes later, they heard someone rush over hurriedly.

It was Alston. He learned that Cynthia was injured during the meeting and rushed over immediately. He was

still wearing a suit, and his shirt was sweaty after running, which made him seem embarrassed and sexy.

“How… how is she!” Alston breathed heavily and grabbed Dylan’s collar.

Dylan felt the pressure on his neck and looked down. He frowned when he saw Alston clenching his collar as

hard as he could. “She’s still in the operating room. It’s been fifteen minutes, and she hasn’t come out yet.”

Alston frowned, and his eyes seemed to be covered with ice. “Aren’t you in the same hospital as her? Why

didn’t you protect her?”

“It’s my fault! I didn’t take good care of Cynthia!” Helen quickly stood up and looked at Alston with a pale face.

Alston ignored Helen and stared at Dylan. “I’ll settle the score with you later!”

Then, Alston let go of Dylan’s collar and guarded at the door of the operating room.

later, the door finally opened, and the president came out wiping his sweat.

who was full of hostility. He was

“Mr… Mr. Smith!”

Cynthia?” Alston glanced

she was hit on the back of her head. Fortunately, she knew how to reduce the damage, so she only has a slight concussion. But the wound on the back of her head is big and needs to be stitched.

well for a

to him carefully. Then, Cynthia was sent out of

operating room.

was lying on the hospital bed, and her face was pale, without a trace of blood. Her eyes were tightly closed, and her head was

felt very upset and even more distressed when he saw Cynthia defensively clenching her

held her hand, and

burst into tears again when she saw Cynthia. She didn’t understand why an excellent girl like

always get hurt. It was so

had a big impact, so the hospital

feared that Lynn’s condition would worsen if she found out, so he blocked

far away

was under anesthetic and still in a

at her for a while, then asked someone to take care of her before leaving. Helen and Dylan were standing at the door. Seeing Alston coming out gloomily,

gloomy voice was

face also turned cold.

around to look at Dylan and

gentle, so Alston didn’t expect him

morgue on the second floor underground, with Helen following closely behind. Her beautiful eyes were full of fierceness, and she would never spare that d*mn woman who

Cynthia.

saw the furious trio rushing over and

they arrived at the

those upstairs in the

quiet, and it seemed even scarier with a trace of wind coming

of them, two were doctors who were used to taking anatomy classes, and one was calm and tough as

woman was

out!” The woman

the law! I will call the police and arrest you after I go

them! Please let me out!” Eventually, she started to

sorry. I won’t do it again. Please let me out; there are so many bodies

Pera’s voice vanished. She stayed in the morgue for an entire hour, surrounded by

the door was

they dared not keep her locked up

by bodies, and there was no

against it, not

door in a panic, and her voice was hoarse after screaming for