My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston) novel Chapter 24

Chapter 24 Don’t Play Tricks with Me

Earlier Cynthia was stimulated by Hulda’s successive sarcasm, she endured it. She thought she was tough enough.

But when she saw Alston, suddenly all her emotions poured out and tears flowed down.

uncontrollably.

This was the first time she had seen him since she was injured. It was just a few days, but she felt like centuries had passed. The familiar man in front of her now looked very strange.

“What’s going on here?”

Alston looked at Hulda on the ground, and his forehead frowned. He asked coldly again.

Cynthia hurriedly wiped tears from her face, “I didn’t push her. It was her…”

She was interrupted by Hulda, “It hurts…”

She held out her hand at Alston in a coquetry manner, and was pulled up from the ground by him. As soon as she stood up, she threw herself into his arms. She hugged him intimately, with a grievance

on her face.

“I’m here to apologize to her. I feel sorry that you hurt her because of saving me. But I didn’t think

she would push me.”

Alston turned to Cynthia and gave her an almost greedy look, then his eyes turned cold, “Was that true?”

Cynthia looked at his movements stupefied and didn’t pay attention to his eyes.

He allowed Hulda to hug him.

Cynthia took care of him for a month, and she knew that he had a serious mysophobia. Even if he couldn’t walk, he wouldn’t accept the touch and help from others. Only she could get close to him.

But now he didn’t push Hulda away and let her hold him without any discomfort.

Cynthia lowered her eyes, and her fingers trembled. Her heart was sour and uncomfortable. It

turned out that she was not the only one that he could accept. She was not unique.

“Hulda was lying. I didn’t push her.” She bowed her head and twisted her fingers, “Believe it or not.”

Alston saw her being sad, but he restrained his emotions, and glanced at her coldly, “I know you are angry. I will let it go this time. Don’t do it again.”

He only said that.

Hulda was so angry that her palm was almost cut by her own nails, and her forehead hurt even more.

Alston didn’t stay. He held Hulda’s shoulder and left.

Haven’t walked to the door, Cynthia’s voice coming from behind.