Chapter 9 Stand Up for Her

Be a good Mrs. Smith…

Cynthia lowered her head with darkened eyes and whispered, “Okay!”

Alston liked quietness. Besides Greg, there were only a few servants at home. The whole house was

in silence now

The lunch in the Miller family was too plentiful and greasy, and Cynthia knew that Alston didn’t get a few bites. She was afraid that he was hungry, so she went to the kitchen to cook some food as soon as she returned to the Smith family.

As soon as Cynthia put the food on the table, there was a clatter of high heels at the gate, which was particularly harsh in the quiet house.

“Alston…” With a shrill voice, a middle-aged woman wearing delicate makeup and famous brands suddenly rushed to Alston’s wheelchair.

Cynthia was afraid that the woman would hit Alston’s legs, and she hurriedly separated them, blocking the woman.

Suddenly blocked, Stella Smith was unhappy and looked Cynthia up and down. “Are you the illegitimate daughter of the Miller family? No wonder you are so uncultured that you don’t deserve

my son!”

Son?

Was she Alston’s mother?

Cynthia paused and frowned. Alston had already woken up yesterday, and Greg called her several times, but she didn’t give a response. But now, she was pretending to show her fake love for her son.

Such a kind of mother… It was better not to have such a mother.

of pity for Alston,

slim body, Alston smiled and ate

Stella changed her face. She

one side, and

you didn’t take good care of a patient.

and swelling on Cynthia’s face. He turned his wheelchair and dragged

my wife! I didn’t hit

apparent anger in his voice,

Still, she

woman played an essential role in her son’s heart within

carefully. Cynthia was burying her face. Although there was a conspicuous palm print on her face, it did

secretly scolding Cynthia, It couldn’t imagine that Alston would be seduced

your mother and I love you. Cynthia didn’t take good care of

to show her fake

within four months. If you let him a feast, you want him to die. If I don’t know you are his mother, I think

“You…”

Looking at

she knew how to fight back. She

loosened Cynthia’s soft hands and continued to eat his

she couldn’t endure her anger. She slumped down in a chair

was ready to criticize her. Then Alston suddenly slammed the

on the table.

his darkened eyes, Cynthia and Stella were afraid to

and was ready to go back to his room. Before he left, he frowned at Stella tightly. “Cynthia is here to

You can’t

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