My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols

Chapter 294 Call Me Dad

After washing, Cynthia and Alston went downstairs holding their daughter and son.

Keller nestled in Cynthia’s arms and whispered in her ear, “Mom, dad made the breakfast today. It smells so good. Even

Desmond can’t wait to eat it.”

Desmond blushed a little and snorted lightly, “It’s Keller who can’t wait to eat it!” He would not admit he had a craving for

breakfast.

Keller didn’t deny it either. She nodded her round, chubby cheek and said sweetly, “Yes. I want to eat the breakfast cooked by

dad. It smells so good!”

Hearing the childish talk of her daughter and son, Cynthia looked at Alston and raised her eyebrows. She didn’t know Alston

could cook.

Alston’s ears turned red under her gaze, and he coughed shyly. “It’s not as good as the servant’s cook. It’s elementary. I hope you can like it.”

Cynthia smiled, with small dimples on her cheeks. “I like everything you cook and will finish eating it.”

The four of them went downstairs and suddenly saw someone sitting at the dinner table. It was Gigi.

She was enjoying a plate of fried eggs and toast. Alston’s face darkened, and he walked over quickly, snatching the breakfast

from her hand.

Alston’s move brought Gigi up short. After seeing Alston was full of anger, an edgy look flashed across her eyes, and she asked knowingly, “What… What’s the matter?”

“Who told you to eat this?” Alston’s eyes were full of impatience, and Desmond, in his arms, looked at Gigi in disgust like him.

“Bad woman. My father cooked this breakfast for my mother. How can you eat it?”

was crisp, but he made no secret

his words, she wished to strangle Desmond to death, but she suppressed her anger and hatred forcefully. Panic flashed in her eyes, and she stood up in a flurry. “I’m sorry. I… I

Gigi saw Alston preparing breakfast. She was jealous, especially when she knew he cooked. it for Cynthia. Over the past three years,

treatment.

going upstairs and purposely ate the breakfast he made for

this scene, the few innocent maids felt a little distressed,

had been bitten several times, frowning

let Gigi

disgusted.

couldn’t be changed no matter how

was because they were naturally unfit to be friendly. Besides, her

Keller, Desmond, how about we go out to eat? We can have

Desmond felt a little pity that they

its peak. He threw the plate with breakfast

Cynthia’s waist in the other and said, “Let’s go.

were thrilled,

never eaten out with their mother and father before, so

was only jealous of Cynthia at first, but now because of psychological imbalance, she hated Cynthia to death, wishing Cynthia

sorry, It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have eaten Cynthia’s breakfast. I didn’t know you made it for Cynthia. I’m

helplessly, with her lower abdomen slightly protruding. Tears streamed down her face, making her

anymore and stepped forward to speak for her. “Mr. Smith, Mrs. Smith. Miss Arnett didn’t mean it. When she went to eat, we were all busy and didn’t remind her, so

was so good at drawing people over to her side. It didn’t

After she was scolded by Alston last night, she restrained her temper a lot and carefully tried to

and the others, she deliberately showed weakness. As she expected, someone took the initiative. to speak

she heard Alston say coldly, “You are the

the maid up short, and before she could react, she heard Alston say, “Your hosts are only my wife and me. What qualifies you to intervene when we are talking? Since you are protecting an outsider like this, you don’t have to stay in the Smith family anymore. I

the maid

heart sank, and a chill was down her

years, and Alston’s indifference and unkindness were nothing unfamiliar to her, but she had never seen him treat anyone like this. A sense of oppression from a

terrified.

was his

sympathized with Gigi just now instantly curbed their sympathy and