My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston) novel Chapter 198

Chapter 198 Alston’s Revenge

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“Grand… Grandma… Why are you here?” Cynthia was stuttering while speaking. She and Lorenz looked at each other and found their eyes were full of panic.

“When did she come here? How much did she hear? Did she know the news of my mother’s death?” Cynthia kept asking in her heart.

Old Mrs. Green smiled and took Cynthia’s hand. “I was looking for you two. Why are you hiding here? Come to eat soon. I asked the servants to make a lot of meals, all of which you like to eat.”

After speaking, she pulled Cynthia to the living room.

Seeing that Old Mrs. Green had no abnormal expression, Lorenz heaved a sigh of relief. Old Mrs. Green seemed not to hear what Lorenz and Cynthia had said.

Cynthia looked back at Lorenz while walking towards the living room. Seeing Lorenz waving at her, she frowned and didn’t feel relaxed.

They were both lost in their thoughts and didn’t notice Old Mrs. Green’s eyes were red, and her empty hand kept shaking.

The meal was enjoyable. After that, considering Cynthia, Lorenz, and the babies had traveled on for a whole day, Old Mrs. Green asked to rest.

Cynthia lived in Lynn’s room. It could tell from the spotlessness of the room that it was often cleaned and tidied up. It was a large, pink, dreamlike room with a big–size princess bed decorated with a fantastic gauze curtain on which many dolls lay.

Cynthia looked around quietly, and Mrs. Green brought some daily necessities and said, “Lynn used to live here. Since she left, it has been cleaned every day. The arrangement of the room is the same as before. It hasn’t changed for twenty years.”

Cynthia’s throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing her look, Mrs. Green held her in her arms and comforted her in a gentle voice. “It’s okay, my good girl. Lynn has suffered so much for so many years and is finally free. We who are still alive can’t be so far gone in sadness forever. We must look forward. You are her only daughter. You must go on with life and see more of the world for your mother.”

Her embrace was so warm that Cynthia rubbed it greedily. She said in a choked voice, “I see!”

Old Mrs. Green slowly returned to her room, and the smile on her face had disappeared. She sat in front of the vanity mirror, looking ten years older in an instant, and the tears she had been holding back flowed down her face.

She looked at the family photo on the desk, in which Lynn was only eighteen years old, standing beside her with a gentle, pleasant smile. Seeing her smile, Old Mrs. Green seemed to hear her crisp voice calling her.

“My such a well–behaved daughter. Why did she leave? How much did she suffer? She died before us.” Old Mrs. Green thought grievously.

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She was afraid that her crying would be heard, so she covered her mouth. But she was so painful that she couldn’t control her voice of hoarse moan and trembling body.

Old Mr. Green excitedly walked in with a kite and said, “I just found this kite in the storage room. It was made by Lynn and me. When Cynthia wakes up later, I will take her to the lawn to fly it. She must like it…”

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Old Mrs. Green lying on the desk in front of the vanity mirror, trembling from crying, with tears all over her face. He was terrified and at a loss. “Dear, what’s wrong with you? Why are you crying? Is it because you are so excited to see Cynthia?”

“Dear!” Old Mrs. Green turned her head, and her hoarse voice was full of sadness. “Lynn has died… Cynthia came here this time to deliver Lynn’s ashes.”

Her words brought Old Mr. Green up short, and the kite in his hand fell to the ground with a snap. The kite was old and fragile, so it fell apart as soon as it fell to the ground, like their current hearts.

“Lynn… How is it possible?”

Cynthia had been away for almost a day, and Alston had been looking at his watch. “She should have arrived in Coast City by this time and met the people of the Green family. But why didn’t she send him a message to report her safety?” He thought worriedly.

He walked up and down the office with a sullen face, constantly looking at his watch and cell.

Suddenly, the phone rang, and his face was filled with joy. He rushed over to pick up the phone. Before he saw the number, he answered the phone, and his voice was full of surprise.

The person on the other end of the line was stunned when he heard this and said in a deep voice, “Mr. Smith,

Alex is clamoring to leave.”

It was not Cynthia.

He sneered and walked in.