My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols

Chapter 2 I Give Myself to You

The news that Alston has woken up shocked the whole Smith household.

In the middle of the night, the Smith family’s establishment was brightly lit, and the doctor in a big white coat was busy giving Alston a thorough examination.

Cynthia was standing at the door of the room. She still hasn’t recovered from the shock yet.

Greg, who was cold to her before, suddenly has a huge smile on his face.

“The Miller Family always believed that you are lucky, and it’s apparently true. Mrs. Smith is really blessed. It’s the first day of marriage and my young master suddenly woke up.”

Uh… In order to get her to marry, Beck Miller even came up with such nonsense.

Cynthia sniffed coldly, and then her heart sank.

Now that Alston is awake. If he knew she was a substitute, would he drive her back to the Miller family?

Her heart tightened at the thought.

No, she finally got out of the Miller family’s evil lair, and she will never go back again.

Cynthia made up her mind. If Alston let her leave later, she would fight for her life to stay and leave as a corpse if it comes to.

After a while, the doctor left. Greg came out of the room and said to Cynthia, “Young Master wants.

you to go in.”

and walked into the room with

was tall, muscular, and had a sublime appearance. At the moment, he was sitting on the bed with his head slightly lowered, his forehead. blocking his deep

to see me?”

your things at once

As expected!

her leave, but didn’t expect him to be so

saying… we are husband and wife now. How can you send the bride back to her

you think you deserve to? The eldest daughter didn’t want to marry, so she asked an illegitimate daughter to take her place. An apple doesn’t fall far from

your family are very calculating,

eyes were cold and stern. Cynthia’s back immediately broke out

“Please don’t drive me out. My father won’t forgive me… I’m a doctor, and your body still needs to recover. I promise I will

almond eyes were reddish as she was in tears. The delicate and touching appearance makes people want to hold her in

is no need for you to take care of me. Cynthia, I’m not a good person, and I have no compassion. Your tricks are

Cynthia’s eyes were dark.

“I am a businessman, and I believe in the exchange of equal value. Unless you can come up with something

didn’t care about her, her mother was gone, and

made up her

nothing. I will give myself

her eyes. Her white fingers

clothes little by little.

she had taken off nearly all her clothes and was about to take off

stay. I’ll

shoulders. Her young body trembled with fear, but

trance, and this delicate little face and his memory of when he was a