My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston) novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118 Get Divorced and Marry You

The following day in the Miller family, Jane woke up and found Beck’s side of the bed cold. She knew he didn’t come back last night.

Her eyes narrowed, and she became suspicious. Beck always left home early in the morning and returned late at night these days, and he spent less and less time at home. He was impatient with her. Every time he looked at her with restrained feelings, Jane could see his disgust.

Jane looked at herself in the mirror. She had dry yellow skin, and wrinkles surrounded her eyes and mouth. She couldn’t help but break down and clutched her hair.

No wonder Beck grew increasingly impatient with her, even she felt disgusted when she saw her face in the mirror. She hated that she was gradually getting old, but Beck was strong and energetic.

She turned over the mirror irritably. Out of sight, out of mind. Then, she got up to wash up and saw the passing servants carrying dirty clothes to wash. Jane immediately noticed that the white sweater belonged

to Cherry and was covered with coffee stains. She suddenly felt rage.

Jane picked up the stained sweater and rushed directly to Cherry’s room, yelling, “Cherry, did you go out

yesterday?”

“Mom, what are you doing!” Cherry was still sleeping. She felt annoyed when her mother shouted at her.

Jane was mad since her daughter didn’t listen to her, “I told you to stay home and keep a low profile for a few

days until people stop gossiping about us. Why did you sneak out yesterday?”

“Mom, I just went shopping, no biggie. Why do you have to make a fuss over it.” Cherry saw the sweater in her

mother’s hand. She wished the servant could have her sweater washed earlier instead of just now.

“Just shopping?” Jane laughed angrily, pointing to the coffee stains on the sweater, “How could you stain your sweater while shopping? Be honest with me. Have you gotten into a fight?”

Cherry could see that her mother wouldn’t let go unless she told the truth. So she nodded and came clean

that she confronted Cynthia in the coffee shop yesterday.

Jane couldn’t believe what her daughter did, “People saw your face, didn’t they? I suppose they took a video

as well? You are killing me here.”

She took out her phone and saw a video of Cherry on Twitter. She snapped, “Your father just got us out of

trouble. You just couldn’t wait to cause more trouble, could you?”

“Mom, I was just too angry. Cynthia admitted she did it. That’s why I threw water on her. But I didn’t expect

her to pour hot coffee at me.”

Cherry was still furious when she recalled it, “Since she has already admitted it herself, we can expose her!”

“How would you do that? Did you record what she said?” Jane glared at her, and Cherry shut her mouth. She

was so angry at the time that she completely forgot to record. Even though she knew it was Cynthia, she

couldn’t prove it.

Jane tapped her daughter’s forehead helplessly, “Cherry, the Miller family is in deep trouble now. Why can’t

you be mature and prudent for a change? You acting like this will cause more problems for your father and me. We can’t even get ourselves out of this mess now. How are we going to help you?”

After being reprimanded, Cherry couldn’t sleep anymore. She got off the bed, went to the bathroom outside to wash up, and replied impatiently, “OK, got it!”

Jane couldn’t stand her daughter being so indocile. She left her daughter’s room and saw Beck coming back. and standing in the living room. She rushed over and said, “Beck, look what a disobedient daughter you got

here.”

She stopped when she realized how drunk Beck was, and she frowned, “You are drunk? How much drink did you have last night, and with whom did you drink? Why didn’t you call and let me know.”

Beck untied his tie, threw it on the sofa, and muttered, “I had dinner with a business partner, and I drank too

much. I forgot to call you.”

After speaking, he staggered toward the upstairs to rest without looking at her.

When he passed by Jane, the latter smelled a strong perfume. It was sweet and gentle. Jane frowned deeper. She knew her husband was with somebody else last night, and that woman’s scent didn’t wear off even when

he made it back home.

Jane grew indignant. She followed her husband and asked, “There were women in last night’s dinner? Why do

I smell perfume on you?”

Beck was startled for a moment and replied annoyingly, “It was a dinner party. Of course, there were women.”

Seeing that Jane was unhappy, he added, “They ordered some girls, but I didn’t. I was near those girls. That’s why you can smell their perfume on me.”

Then, he staggered into the room.