My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston) novel Chapter 281

Chapter 281 She Deserves

Alston was worried Desmond would refuse. After all, Desmond didn’t like him the first time they met at the airport.

Unexpectedly, Desmond played nice and nestled into his arms obediently with his cute and handsome chubby face leaning against Alston’s chest.

Desmond was small, fleshy, soft, and well–behaved in his arms, giving Alston the satisfaction of being a father.

There were tears in Greg’s eyes when Greg saw two very similar handsome faces, one big and one small. He sighed again, “It’s great that Mr. Smith is back.”

During Alston’s presence of three years, they had looked all over Jadney City and other cities nearby, but there was no sign of him. They had looked blind for Alston for three years, and even Greg gave up, but Cynthia had insisted he was still alive and sent people to find him.

Greg couldn’t imagine how Cynthia would be if Alston didn’t return or if she received the news of his death.

Fortunately, everything went on the bright side. Although Alston had temporarily lost his memory, it would all come back as long as the congestion disappeared.

Gigi watched the family of four approaching the dining table intimately, clenching her fists under the table with veins bulging

and hatred.

Why did Alston ignore her but smile so gently at Cynthia? She had asked around and knew Alston didn’t care about Cynthia,

and he had never introduced Cynthia in public and revealed it to the media.

If he deeply loved Cynthia, he should have shown her to the whole world!

“Miss Arnett, I’m sorry. It’s a bit late, and you must be hungry. Help yourself. You are pregnant, so I specifically told servants to cook a meal suitable for you.”

Cynthia pointed to the dishes on the table with a smile, “I don’t know if it’s your flavor. I hope you like it.”

Gigi looked at the dishes on the table, and her face turned green. There was a clear distinction between the large table, on which most of the dishes were for Cynthia and her families, and other tasteless foods were for her.

They obviously treated her differently, which was worse than treating ordinary guests. They never considered her as Alston’s

benefactor.

She forced herself to smile timidly, “You shouldn’t have bothered. Alston and I used to eat together, so you don’t have to

separate mine.”

Gigi suggested she and Alston had been very close in the past three years.

“Not at all!” Cynthia blinked, knowing what she implied and not buying it, “The Smith family has enough servants. There are nearly ten people preparing meals in the kitchen. It was easy for them to cook for the babies and me. Now you come back with Alston, so they can serve you.”

Cynthia bent down to put Keller into the baby chair. Then she straightened up and looked at Gigi, saying something meaningful, “After all, no idlers in the Smith family.”

Gigi’s face was distorted. What did Cynthia mean? Did she say Gigi was idle?!

How could Cynthia treat her like that? She knew Cynthia didn’t let her stay in the Smith family voluntarily. Cynthia wanted to humiliate her so that she couldn’t take it anymore and left willingly.

Gigi sneered in her heart with firmness in her eyes. The more Cynthia wanted to drive her away, the longer she would stay. As long as Cynthia didn’t fear it would ruin her reputation and took the responsibility of driving away her husband’s savior, she could stay in the Smith family for death!

Gigi’s expression became more natural when she thought about that. She looked at Cynthia with provocation, “Well, thank you. They look delicious, and I really want to have a try. I have cooked for Alston for three years. But our meals were simple

and barely edible compared with these. It’s been hard for Alston.”

Cynthia raised her eyebrows and thought, “Good. So secretive just now. But now she’s trying to start a battle. Interesting!”

“He did suffer. He lived in that small place for three years. I felt sorry for him when I knew what had happened to him. Alston