My Sleeping Beauty Husband

My Sleeping Beauty Husband By Lyanna Nichols Chapter 280

My Sleeping Beauty Husband By Lyanna Nichols Chapter 280

Chapter 280 I Like Everything about You

“Mr. Smith, here are the clothes for you to change into. Mrs. Smith prepares new clothes

for you every year during your

absence…”

Greg paused when he held the clothes and saw Alston’s hair. But he had a superior

mental quality. He covered it up, put down

his clothes and left.

Alston didn’t notice Greg’s abnormality. Looking at the home clothes, he felt warm. When

Alston didn’t know his background,

he always thought maybe his family didn’t care about him, so they didn’t look for him.

Now he knew everything and realized Cynthia missed him all the time, which gave him

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an indescribable feeling.

“Cynthia, thank you!” Alston was grateful to Cynthia for not giving up on him those three

years and for caring so much about

him.

He hugged Cynthia tightly and pulled her into his arms, wishing they would never

separate.

Cynthia nestled in his arms obediently. She was relieved that he returned after three

years.

They hugged quietly for a while. Cynthia stuffed the clothes into Alston’s arms and asked

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fact, she wanted to go with him, but she was a stranger to him. Although she still loved

Alston, he had no memory of her.

Taking a shower together was never a good idea.

Alston understood what she was thinking and raised his eyebrows at her. He was

seductive with his handsome face, and he said in a hoarse and low voice, “Actually, I

don’t mind if you’re okay with it.”

Cynthia gritted her teeth. Seeing him seduce her deliberately, she pounced on him

fiercely, bit his Adam’s apple, and gritted her teeth lightly.

Alston was stunned. It was as if an electric current had passed through his body, making

his heart beat violently.

Cynthia saw Alston’s ears red, feeling complacent. Alston was like a minor without

previous memories and couldn’t even bear

Cynthia’s little teasing.

“You couldn’t even take that but wanted a shower with me. Let’s talk about it when you

recover your memory!”

After finished speaking, Cynthia went to the next room with her clothes.

Alston looked at her slender back, and there was a deep meaning in his eyes. Some

pictures appeared in his mind about him.

and Cynthia being together.

Through those pictures, Alston saw Cynthia, cute and charming, under him.

His Adam’s apple moved, and he smiled. Alston liked everything about Cynthia. Every

time he looked at her, he liked her more.

After entering the bathroom, Alston looked in the mirror and realized his hair had just

been messed up by Cynthia, like a chicken coop on his head. No wonder Greg had that

expression.

Cynthia came out of the bathroom and just dried her hair when Joyce happened to go

upstairs and asked her to go down for

dinner.

“Mrs. Smith, you must be hungry after a long day’s journey. The dinner is ready.” After

Joyce said this, she approached Cynthia mysteriously and said, “That woman is also

there and keeping Mr. Smith talking. Shame!”

Cynthia looked at Joyce’s angry look, squeezing her cheeks amusedly, “All right. Don’t

be mad. No big deal!”

“How can I not be angry!” Joyce followed Cynthia downstairs, pointed to Gigi and

whispered, “Look at her innocent face, acting coquettishly and foolishly. Men will never

say no to that kind of woman.”

“You haven’t even had a boyfriend. How do you know that?” Cynthia joked.

Joyce opened her eyes wide, “It happened all the time. You don’t read those jokes often

and don’t know about fake women. Normal men can’t resist them at all. Gigi is a typical

example. Mr. Smith is a great man and worth every woman’s liking, so it was

understandable when she didn’t know Mr. Smith had a wife. But now, knowing you are

Mr. Smith’s wife, she is still around him. It’s totally a mistress thing. Shameful!”

Cynthia looked at Gigi, who was dressed up. She wore a short white skirt instead of the

previous maternity clothes. The doll dress covered her slightly protruding belly. She had

her hair braided, which made her look younger and cute. And she was lovelier with light

makeup and a round face.

“She’s young and energetic!” Cynthia sighed with a smile.

Seeing Cynthia not anxious at all, Joyce was confused, “Mrs. Smith, did you not worry

about such a scheming woman near Mr. Smith!”

“Why should I worry? He’s Alston Smith. You’ve been in here for so many years. Don’t

you know what his attitude towards women is?”

As Cynthia said, she raised her chin and motioned Joyce to look carefully, “Look, she

has been talking around Alston for so long. Has Alston ever paid attention to her once!”

Joyce frowned, looking down from upstairs.

Joyce was so angry just now and only saw Gigi approaching Alston and showing her

courteousness. She discovered some details after observing.

Alston was sitting on the couch, looking at the documents Greg had given him. Gigi was

seated next to him, smiling sweetly and talking non–stop.

It took almost a few minutes before Alston absent–mindedly nodded!

And here was one thing. Gigi asked Alston, “I bought this dress in Southside. I think it

makes me look a bit fat. Sure enough,

white is wrong for a plump woman.”

Gigi was trying to let Alston notice her plump figure and praise her. But she didn’t expect

Alston to just say a “Yeah“. Gigi’s face turned pale all of a sudden.

Joyce burst out laughing when she saw that, “It’s funny. Mr. Smith didn’t buy it.”

Gigi wanted to have physical contact with Alston. But before they got close, Alston asked

Greg to place some documents between them, forcibly building a high wall in the middle

to isolate her from touching.

Joyce saw that and then looked at Cynthia’s satisfied look. She gave a thumbs up in

amazement, “No wonder you don’t mind. Mr. Smith is amazing and can identify a fake

woman!”

“Of course. I trained him well!” Cynthia snorted triumphantly.

When Cynthia just went downstairs, Mrs. Lewis came out with two sleepy–eyed babies.

Keller and Desmond had just woken up. Their curly hair was fluffy and soft, and their

skins were fair. Yawning, they were adorable.

Cynthia hurried over, held one for each hand, and kissed them on the face. She said

gently, “My babies, are you sleeping well?”

“Yes!” Desmond was the first to wake up. His sweet child’s to

tone was replaced by seriousness. He looked handsome and cute.

Keller opened her tiny hands to Cynthia and looked at her with her big black grape–like

eyes, acting like a spoiled brat, “Mommy, hug!”

Cynthia couldn’t refuse the little princess‘ request. She smiled and hugged Keller into her

arms, “Good girl. Let’s go for

dinner.”

Desmond was a bit of envy and also wanted Cynthia’s hug. But he would not act like a

baby like his younger sister, nor could he

bear to make his mother tired.

Cynthia read Desmond’s expression and gave Alston who rushed over a wink.

Alston nodded with a smile and took Desmond in his strong arms before Desmond

reacted.

Alston got Desmond by surprise. Desmond screamed and then fell into Alston’s big

embrace.

“My baby Desmond, do you want Daddy’s hug?” Alston asked in an attractive voice.

Desmond pursed his lips and looked at the man who was holding him. His embrace was

different from her mother’s. It was hard and made him uncomfortable, but it was powerful

and reassuring.

Alston was his father whom he had never seen since he was a child. He suddenly

appeared and was taken home by his mother, and he made her cry several times.

He was a bad man, and Demond didn’t like him.

Desmond pushed Alston and tried to refuse. But he stopped when he suddenly saw

Cynthia’s satisfied smile, then he nestled obediently in Alston’s arms without any

resistance.

Although he didn’t like Alston, he wanted to make his mother happy.