My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols

Chapter 279

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.

I’m so 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 a purple dress,

couldn’t see her

at the lilac dress on her body. She liked purple very much, and Alston also bought her

clothes.

it was a stunning purple dress. It was large and long. But it became soft when it floated like smoke. It was like a purple galaxy and very

scene in his dream with his eyes

closed.

a special cabinet, pointing to a stunning purple

the same one in his dream,

the one I wore when you took me to the

Mr. Johnson’s birthday party.

was his collection and

his head almost explode. He held his

nervous, “Are you all right? I’ll call

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

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

move for fear of aggravating his pain, “What’s your thing? You never had it when we

were together!”

his head in her soft hair, Alston closed his eyes, smelled the

my head when I fell off the cliff.

he said, Cynthia hugged

dotingly and went along with her movements. He was wondering why he let Cynthia touch him. He usually really disliked other people touching his things. Gigi once wore his coat, which disgusted him, and he threw it away.

physical contact. Although he and Gigi had lived under the same roof for the past three years, he

But now…

his hair into a

you find it!”

on the scalp and very deep. There was still a big scar left after three years. He must have bumped his head really hard.

wronged himself when he lived with Gigi

a

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

delicate woman in front of Alston. She

would

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