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.

pity for Alston, and she firmly guarded him as

smiled and ate

on the table, Stella changed her face. She

head was beaten to one side, and her face was burning with

didn’t take good care of a patient. Do you want to kill

suddenly expressed a gloomy look at the redness and swelling on Cynthia’s face. He turned his wheelchair

my wife! I didn’t hit

anger in his voice,

she didn’t

essential role in her

Although there was a conspicuous palm print on her face, it did not reduce her beauty, adding a weak and

that Alston would be seduced by such a woman.

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

fake love, Cynthia suddenly interrupted her.

anything 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 wanted to harm

“You…”

speak. Looking at Alston, she looked

looked weak, she knew how to fight

and continued to

slumped down in a chair and said, “I’m

Stella was ready to criticize her. Then Alston

on the table.

darkened eyes, Cynthia and Stella were afraid to make a

his wheelchair and was ready to go back to his room. Before he left,

You can’t handle

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