Chapter 2: My Sleeping Beauty Husband

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.”

Cynthia clenched her fingers and walked into the room with a solemn and stirring face.

Alston was named the most desirable bachelor of Fort. He 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 eyes, and his whole body full of alienation and indifference.

see me?” Cynthia

looked up at her and said, “Pack your things at

As expected!

he would make her leave, but didn’t expect

are husband and wife now. How

to marry, so

family are very calculating, aren’t

back immediately

speechless.

and sad face. “Please don’t drive me out. My father won’t forgive me… I’m a doctor, and

care

she was in tears. The delicate and touching appearance makes people want to hold her

and unmoved, “I have many servants, so there is no need for you to take care of me.

to me.”

Cynthia’s eyes were dark.

at her with her head down and suddenly changed his tone, “I am a businessman, and I believe in the

was just a simple obstetrician. Her father didn’t care about her, her mother was gone, and she had no power or potential. She has

sank and she made up her mind.

I have nothing. I

her eyes.

clothes little by little.

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

can let me

want me to do.”

She

put

young body trembled with fear, but she

him stubbornly.

Alston was in a trance, and this delicate little face and his memory of when he was a child suddenly somewhat overlapped.

His eyes were deep, he casually opened them, and his voice was coldly ironic. “Cynthia, you know I am disabled now and can’t do anything, right.”

Cynthia’s heart chills. She had already reached this point, yet he was still going to drive her out.

Suddenly, a big coat fell on her, covering her white skin.

“Put on your clothes, get out, and call Greg in.”

Cynthia gawked at him, dressed her clothes woodenly, and was about to go out when Alston stopped her, saying, “I’m hungry.”

“Huh?” She didn’t react and looked at him in confusion.

“Didn’t you say you would take good care of me? I’m hungry!”

Cynthia was suddenly pleased, and her eyes smiled into a crescent shape. “You… you promise to let me stay?”

Alston asked indifferently. “You don’t want to?”

Hearing this, Cynthia hurriedly trotted to the kitchen to prepare food for Alston, and asked Greg to go upstairs, by the way.

Watching as her back disappeared, Alston’s tight body suddenly relaxed. He looked down at his pants, and his eyes turned dark and mysterious.

He had reacted to her. Just looking at her body, he responded to her.

How was that possible?

It must be because he has been asleep for too long!

Greg pushed a wheelchair through the door, Recalling the appearance of Cynthia’s caring young master’s clothes just now. His face was somewhat in thought.

“Young master, Mrs. Miller looks very familiar. I’ve got this strong feeling that I’ve seen her somewhere before.”