My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols

Chapter 120 Renounce His Mother

Alston looked at his mother like she was a dead person to him.

Mrs. Smith used to think she could do whatever she liked since Alston was her son. Yes, Alston was sometimes formidable, but Mrs. Smith knew he was a good man, and he yearned for his family. However, she wasn’t sure what her son would do to her this time.

She took out the envelope she got this morning from her pocket and handed it to Alston excitedly, “Alston, I got it this morning, and it contained photos of Cynthia and another man. I was so mad at her that I came here to confront her. I didn’t expect her to be so weak.”

Mrs. Smith lowered her voice out of guilt. Alston opened the envelope and frowned as he looked at the

photos.

Mrs. Smith’s eyes lit up, “You must be upset as well, Alston. Cynthia entered the hotel with a doctor named Dylan, and they left the hotel in an hour. What do you think they were doing in there? She was cheating on you, son. Perhaps the baby inside her belongs to that man. We can’t raise this b*stard!”

“Nonsense.”

A weak female voice came over.

The doctors surrounding Cynthia had already left. She was supported by Helen, pale but firm, “There is nothing going on between Dylan and me. I didn’t cheat on Alston. That man is Helen’s boyfriend. He’s the last person I would hit on.”

After saying that, Cynthia and Helen looked at each other, and it was clear that the latter trusted the former. They held hands tightly.

Cynthia felt grateful and warm inside.

Mrs. Smith couldn’t believe those two people still remained friendly with each other. She brought the photos to Helen and coaxed her, “Take a close look at those pictures. Is this your boyfriend? He and Cynthia had stayed in that hotel for an hour, and they can do anything there.”

Helen faked anger, and Mrs. Smith thought she believed it. So the latter continued triumphantly, “I heard that your boyfriend had a crush on Cynthia before. Perhaps they were a real couple a long time ago.”

Helen suddenly waved her hand violently, knocking down the photos in Mrs. Smith’s hand to the floor.

Mrs. Smith was startled to see her hand turning red. She snarled, “This is what I got from helping you with the reality? Your boyfriend cheats on you with Cynthia. These are the evidence!”

them doing it with your own eyes? These only prove they went to a hotel together. It doesn’t mean they did

sound so filthy.”

Mrs. Smith picked up the photos from the ground and gave them back to Alston, “Alston, I understand why she doesn’t believe me, but you have to. I’m your mother. I’m

mother a stern look, the latter shirked away. She had no idea if her

speak, Cynthia grew anxious, and then she said, “Don’t you trust me,

mixed feelings. He clenched his fists, and the veins on his hands

angrily. “What are you saying? How could you doubt Cynthia? Dylan had a crush on Cynthia, but that was only his. wish.

out the words, sweat

off Cynthia’s face and said sorrowfully, “Why are you still protecting Alston? He doesn’t deserve

trusted each other entirely and no one would break them up. However, it turned

she could to ensure everything went well between them. And now, her husband is

think I was cheating on you with Dylan just because of

disappointed in you, Alston.”

doubt her daughter–in–law,

and you, why don’t you tell us what happened

said desolately, “We just chatted in the café for a while. You can

if you

Cynthia wanted her to check the camera. Perhaps all they did was

Cynthia, but the latter shook away, “I think

please don’t come to see me during that time.

blinked and withdrew his

when she saw Alston withdraw his hand. She called

she left with

her walking away slowly. He restrained himself from hurrying up and holding Cynthia

could hug her and console her. However, there was something

only to find that

They took a deep breath

said apologetically, “I should have come earlier.