Chapter 279 The Scar on Back Head

Of course, Cynthia would believe it. Even though Alston lost his memory, he was the same person who didn’t care to lie

because of his pride!

“Then tell me truthfully. Where did the children come from! Or…

Cynthia lowered her voice, deliberately making a rough voice to threaten him.

“Or what…” With smiling eyes, Alston looked gentler and more charming than his usual indifferent and terrifying appearance.

Cynthia was very angry that he still wanted to seduce her at that moment.

“Or you can’t sleep in my bed tonight!”

Alston laughed harder, “So, if I’m honest, will you allow me to sleep in your bed tonight?”

As Alston said, he directly held her waist with his big and thin hand. As soon as he did, he thought to himself, “So skinny.” He

felt he could have her waist with one hand.

Alston thought of the photo of Cynthia and him together that he saw at home when he entered the door. At that time, her face was still a little fleshy. She looked young and cute, as beautiful as a delicate doll.

But she had lost a lot of weight, and her waist was slim. Cynthia suffered too much during his absence in the past three years.

“Don’t call me Cynthia. You haven’t recovered your memory yet, and we are total strangers now!” She slapped Alston’s arm around her and glanced at him, her beautiful eyes rippling.

Will you sleep with a stranger?

Alston listened to her angry words, bowed his head, and laughed. Cynthia was cute and even cuter when she was jealous and

angry.

familiar with this family and you from the beginning,” he said seriously, “For the past three years, I kept having a dream, in which a woman in

see her face…”

dress?” Cynthia looked at the lilac dress on her body. She liked purple very

clothes.

But it became soft when it floated like smoke. It was

his dream with his eyes

closed.

and took Alston to the cloakroom. She opened a special cabinet,

in his dream, Alston was excited and shocked,

I wore

was Mr. Johnson’s birthday party. Someone ruined my dress, and you

his collection and worth

made his head almost explode. He held his forehead painfully, wishing he could bang his head against the wall to get rid

looked nervous,

saw she was about to cry. So he held back the pain, hugged her into his arms, and

hoarse voice, “Don’t worry. I have this thing… Don’t be

for fear of aggravating his pain, “What’s your thing? You never

were together!”

Alston closed his eyes, smelled the faint fragrance of her

“I hit my head when I fell off the cliff. If I force myself to recall the

he said, Cynthia hugged his head anxiously, wanting to see the

head dotingly and went along with her movements. He was wondering why he let Cynthia touch him. He usually really disliked other people touching

touch his clothes, not to mention the physical contact. Although he and Gigi had lived under the same roof

But now…

holding his head and making his hair into a mess, Alston could only indulge her.

find

Cynthia finally saw the scar. It was on the scalp and very deep. There was still a

the uneven scar, feeling sad. She couldn’t imagine how Alston had wronged himself when he lived with Gigi

was a child. He had really suffered in the past

so deep. You must have hurt at the time!” Tears rolled down Cynthia’s cheeks when she spoke. She thought she had a heart of stone after

would only be a delicate woman in front of Alston. She needed him to cheer her up when upset. She

would

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