My Sleeping Beauty Husband

My Sleeping Beauty Husband By Lyanna Nichols Chapter 298

My Sleeping Beauty Husband By Lyanna Nichols Chapter 298

Chapter 298 Only One Dad

Alston was thinking about Greg’s words when he suddenly felt a pain in his calf. He

looked down and saw Desmond look angry. His chubby face was tense, and his eyes

were full of disappointment.

“You picked on mom, didn’t you? I just saw mom crying. Bad guy, you made mom cry.”

Keller stood behind Desmond, looking at him timidly with tears streaming down her face.

“I don’t want a bad guy to be my father. You made my mother cry.”

Alston looked at the vigilant look of the two kids and thought about what they said that

Cynthia was crying. He couldn’t help but feel an ache in his heart.

He squatted down, with a handsome face full of apology, and held Keller and Desmond

into his arms.

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Desmond’s body tensed up, but he didn’t refuse. As soon as Alston hugged Keller, she

couldn’t help hugging his neck and crying out of breath.

“Dad, don’t be angry at mom in the future. Don’t make mom cry. Okay? Mom is so

tired… She is pretty good! How could you yell at her?”

Hearing his daughter’s choking voice, Alston felt sad and replied solemnly in a hoarse

voice, “Um, I promise I won’t be angry at mom and won’t make her cry.”

Seeing that Alston wasn’t lying, Desmond relaxed his tight body, put his arms around

Alston’s neck, and whispered in his ear, “Dad, I know why you are angry at mom!”

Alston looked at his son.

Seeing Alston looking at him, Desmond bit his lower lip. “When Uncle Jakson came over,

you were upset. Are you upset because Keller and I like him?”

Surprise flashed in Alston’s eyes. During the past few days of getting along, he did find

his son was more mature, but he did not expect him to observe so detailedly..

“Yes, I’m jealous because you and Keller are not enthusiastic about me. I’m reflecting on

whether you don’t like me because I haven’t watched you two grow over the past three

years.”

“No!” As soon as Alston finished speaking, Keller raised her head from his embrace, with

a blushed face from crying and watery eyes which resembled Cynthia’s, looking pitiful

and cute.

“Dad, I like you very much. When you come back, I don’t know how happy I am,” Keller

said with exaggerated gestures, wanting to express her love for Alston.

“Other children said I don’t have a father. I want a father even in my dreams. Now, I have

a father. I… I’m really, really happy! So much happiness.”

”

Keller opened her arms exaggeratedly, trying to show Alston her happiness and liking for

him.

Alston couldn’t hold back and kissed her chubby face. “I like you very much, too.”

Keller blushed shyly, and she crossed her fingers tightly.

Seeing her move, Desmond bit his lower lip and muttered, “Keller is so stupid.”

Seeing his Desmond’s reserved look, Alston also kissed his cheek. Desmond didn’t

expect Alston to do this, and his handsome chubby blushed like a tomato.

It took a long time for Desmond to recover. Then he grabbed Alston’s clothes and said

solemnly, “Mom is depressed now. Dad, you have to make mom happy because you are

the one who made mom cry.”

“Okay, I see!” Alston patted his head, thinking about how to apologize to Cynthia.

Desmond saw Keller was sleepy, so he took her hand to go back to the room to sleep.

Before leaving, he suddenly turned

around and said to Alston.

“Dad, although Keller and I like Uncle Jakson very much, there can be many Uncle

Jakson, and you are my only father.”

“Yes, yes. You are our only father,” Keller said and nodded.

After speaking, Desmond blushed, took Keller’s hand, and quickly ran back to the room.

Alston watched the two small figures disappear and felt a warm stream flowing through

his heart, almost making his tears

well up.

Alston felt his children were so good, so sensible, and so lovely.

The feelings in Alston’s eyes hadn’t been utterly expressed yet, but Alston suddenly

heard a burst of sobbing from behind. He turned around and saw Greg crying with a

relieved look.

Alston suddenly didn’t know how to react. “Greg, you…”

“Desmond and Keller are so cute.” Greg wiped his eyes with a handkerchief and was

very touched. He didn’t expect two threeyear–old children would say such touching words.

Seeing Greg crying so exaggeratedly, Alston successfully fought back his tears.

“Greg, I will go out for a while. Let someone take good care of Cynthia.”

Greg calmed down and nodded quickly. “Don’t worry, Mr. Smith. I will take good care of

Mrs. Smith.”

Alston nodded, turned around, and walked out the door.

After everyone in the living room left, Gigi came out, and her eyes were full of

resentment and gloom. She went straight to the stairs. Just as she was about to go

upstairs, a maid walked in, saw her move, and quickly stepped forward to grab her arm.

The maid looked anxious. “Miss Arnett, sorry. Mrs. Smith said, except for Joyce and the

others, we are not allowed to go to the

second floor.”

Gigi gritted her teeth hard and managed a timid smile. “I know, but I’m leaving this

afternoon, and I want to take this opportunity to say goodbye to Mrs. Smith.”

Her face was full of gratitude, and the maid did not suspect her and continued to ask,

“Mrs. Smith said she wanted to see you?”

“How is this possible?”

Gigi thought angrily, “Cynthia couldn’t wait to drive me out. How could she be willing to

see me now?”

A few days ago, Alston didn’t ask her to leave the Smith family. Today they just went out

for a while and then suddenly let her live in another place, so Gigi didn’t believe Cynthia

didn’t intervene in this matter.

But when the maid asked, Gigi did not refute and nodded slightly.

Only then did the maid let go of her hand. “Then you go up. I’ll go out to work first.”

After speaking, she left quickly.

Gigi was overjoyed. Seeing that there was no one else around, she quickly went

upstairs. The space on the second floor was bigger and more luxurious than she had

imagined.

She looked around and saw the open cloakroom next to her. She only glanced at the

door, and all kinds of big–name clothes, expensive bags, and beautiful shoes came into

her view.

Gigi felt her eyes dazzle. She thought it was so good to be Mrs. Smith, who could have

many things.

She was amazed, but when she thought all these things belonged to Cynthia, she

instantly became jealous.

“Why can Cynthia have these things? I have lived at the Smith’s house for so many

days, but I got nothing. I can only stay in such a small place. Why is it so unfair?” Gigi

couldn’t help but keep asking in her heart.

As she thought about it, she went into the cloakroom, looking at Cynthia’s various

clothes and accessories with joy and curiosity. She even touched the one she liked a lot,

but she didn’t have the guts to take them away, so she could only look

enviously.

When she reached the end, she looked up, and a dreamy purple dress came into her

view.

This glance almost made her forget to breathe.

The dress was so beautiful and unique. Gigi didn’t live a rich life since she was a child.

She only saw the dresses worn by female stars in the news or videos and had never

seen a dress in person, especially such a beautiful dress.

The dress was layers upon layers of deep and light purple, which looked dreamlike and

beautiful, not bulky.

“This is simply a dress worn by a princess,” Gigi muttered with eyes full of obsession.

She didn’t see many things, but she could tell at a glance that this dress was not cheap.

The countless hand–inlaid diamonds on the skirt alone cost a lot of money.

Gigi was so jealous. This dress was purposely hung up and placed in a glass cabinet,

distinguishing it from other dresses.

She didn’t know much, but she could recognize a few dresses that cost tens of

thousands and hundreds of thousands which were randomly hung together. She didn’t

know how much this dress that was hung alone cost.

Just as she was thinking, a cold voice suddenly came from the door. “Gigi, who allows

you to go up to the second floor?”

Gigi’s heart skipped a beat, and she turned her head quickly. When she met Cynthia’s

red and cold eyes, she was startled and. said quickly, “I… I… I’m here to say goodbye to

you. I’ll leave this afternoon, and I am very grateful that you arranged for someone to

take care of me for so many days… So..”

An inveterate liar.

Cynthia looked her up and down and sneered, “Gigi, can you tell the truth? There is no

one else here, so you don’t have to be so hypocritical. I don’t like you from the

beginning, I treat you not well these days, so I don’t believe you would specifically

express gratitude to me. To be honest, what is your purpose?”