Chapter 12 I Hate Betrayal

His voice was low and cold, with a feeling of disgust and anger.

She was at a loss. She frantically checked her fingers, which had just been carefully cleaned. They were fair and not dirty at all.

Looking at her ignorant eyes, Alston remembered the scene he had just seen at the window.

Why were they so close? When did they meet? Yesterday, she begged him to go to work. Was it that she just wanted to see Ivan?

The more Alston thought, the angrier he became.

When Cynthia came over, he grabbed her neck with one hand. His eyes were full of anger.

“I hate betrayal, Cynthia. If you dare to betray me, I will make you suffer.”

Cynthia was short of breath and looked at that demon-like man in horror. She grabbed his wrist with her slender fingers tightly.

She didn’t know what she had done wrong. She loved him so much that she never thought of betraying him, and she just slapped Ivan for him.

Why would he doubt her? She took care of him for a whole month. Did he never trust her?

Her breathing became weaker and weaker, and she felt wronged. Her tears fell on Alston’s hand.

Warm tears let him become sober again. His eyes slightly darkened, and he let go of his hand.

Cynthia was thrown on the ground. She coughed violently and her face flushed.

“What are you crying for?” Alston asked.

She was the one who was close to Ivan and betrayed him. He couldn’t understand what she was crying for.

He felt grumpy.

“I, I’m sorry!”

he hated her crying, so she wiped away her tears and tried to squeeze out a smile, “I just came back from the hospital with the smell of

answer and rushed into the bathroom with

into.

the bedroom, Greg came and saw Alston leaning on the bed. He had never seen such an

going on? Are your legs hurting

little confused,

ailing you? I’ll contact the family doctor

his phone and was about to make

wrong with my heart. When I see her with someone else,

Is it the sequela of the car accident?” He

breathed a sigh of relief, put down the phone, and felt

Except for that woman, he

might be enthralled by Cynthia. Just as he was about to

cooked all my meals. Did she drug me

it, let him find out for himself.” He thought. It had been rare

the bathroom, and

hands,

keeping her emotions, she went out of

After massaging his legs, Cynthia got into the bed on the ground.

fall asleep after

not get out of bed

looked at her

Since his father’s plane crash, he’s been in charge of the Smith

But Cynthia wasn’t!

took care of him wholeheartedly. Her emotions were

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