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!”

to squeeze out a smile, “I just came back from the

Alston’s answer and rushed into the bathroom

into.

and saw Alston leaning on the bed.

Smith, what’s going on? Are your legs hurting again?”

confused, “I feel

you? I’ll contact the family doctor

nervous, he took out his phone and was about to make a call. Alston

something wrong with my heart. When

feel uncomfortable. Is it the sequela of the car accident?” He

phone, and felt a little

so many years. Except for that woman, he had never seen anyone make Alston be like

as he was about to speak,

all my meals. Did she drug me with something that made

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

hands vigorously in the bathroom, and her fingers became red.

hands, and her tears

out of the bathroom. Alston didn’t refuse

anything. After massaging his legs, Cynthia got

didn’t fall asleep after a long

dared not get out of bed to pick her up as

at her back,

the Smith family. No one cared about him except his father. Since his father’s plane crash, he’s been in charge of the Smith Group. Everyone close to him was trying to please him, even his mother Stella

But Cynthia wasn’t!

care of him wholeheartedly. Her emotions were always easy to

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