My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston) novel Chapter 294

Chapter 294 Call Me Dad

After washing, Cynthia and Alston went downstairs holding their daughter and son.

Keller nestled in Cynthia’s arms and whispered in her ear, “Mom, dad made the breakfast today. It smells so good. Even

Desmond can’t wait to eat it.”

Desmond blushed a little and snorted lightly, “It’s Keller who can’t wait to eat it!” He would not admit he had a craving for

breakfast.

Keller didn’t deny it either. She nodded her round, chubby cheek and said sweetly, “Yes. I want to eat the breakfast cooked by

dad. It smells so good!”

Hearing the childish talk of her daughter and son, Cynthia looked at Alston and raised her eyebrows. She didn’t know Alston

could cook.

Alston’s ears turned red under her gaze, and he coughed shyly. “It’s not as good as the servant’s cook. It’s elementary. I hope you can like it.”

Cynthia smiled, with small dimples on her cheeks. “I like everything you cook and will finish eating it.”

The four of them went downstairs and suddenly saw someone sitting at the dinner table. It was Gigi.

She was enjoying a plate of fried eggs and toast. Alston’s face darkened, and he walked over quickly, snatching the breakfast

from her hand.

Alston’s move brought Gigi up short. After seeing Alston was full of anger, an edgy look flashed across her eyes, and she asked knowingly, “What… What’s the matter?”

“Who told you to eat this?” Alston’s eyes were full of impatience, and Desmond, in his arms, looked at Gigi in disgust like him.

“Bad woman. My father cooked this breakfast for my mother. How can you eat it?”

His voice was crisp, but he made no secret of disliking her.

Gigi clenched her fist tightly. After hearing his words, she wished to strangle Desmond to death, but she suppressed her anger and hatred forcefully. Panic flashed in her eyes, and she stood up in a flurry. “I’m sorry. I… I didn’t mean it. I didn’t know Alston made it for Cynthia.”

When she woke up in the morning, Gigi saw Alston preparing breakfast. She was jealous, especially when she knew he cooked. it for Cynthia. Over the past three years, she never knew Alston could cook. She was jealous of Cynthia enjoying his special

treatment.

Jealousy surged within Gigi. She took advantage of him going upstairs and purposely ate the breakfast he made for Cynthia.

She acted pitifully, clutching the hem of her skirt with a panicked look. Seeing this scene, the few innocent maids felt a little distressed, wondering if Alston had made a big fuss.

Alston looked at the toast that had been bitten several times, frowning deeply.

Cynthia walked over with her daughter in her arms. Seeing this scene, she also felt uncomfortable. Initially, she was willing to let Gigi live at their home because she had been punished for Alston. But now, whenever she saw her, she would feel highly

disgusted.

This feeling couldn’t be changed no matter how she tried, which confused her.

Cynthia thought maybe it was because they were naturally unfit to be friendly. Besides, her covetousness for Alston was too evident, so she instinctively disgusted her.

“I don’t want to eat breakfast at home. Keller, Desmond, how about we go out to eat? We can have your favorite food.”

Cynthia said to the two kids tenderly. Although Keller and Desmond felt a little pity that they didn’t eat the food made by their father, they still nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Alston’s anger towards Gigi reached its peak. He threw the plate with breakfast into the trash can.

Then he held Desmond in one hand and Cynthia’s waist in the other and said, “Let’s go. I will go out to eat with you.”

The two children were thrilled, mainly Keller, who immediately cheered.

They had never eaten out with their mother and father before, so they were excited.

Desmond was so surprised that Alston could change his expression so fast. “He seems not bad. What he did just now is indeed. cool. He can protect my mother,” Desmond couldn’t help but think secretly.

Although Desmond didn’t say anything, his heart was proud of Alston. He thought Alston was powerful enough to be his

father.

Keller unabashedly kissed Alston and rubbed her tender cheek against Alston’s. Then she said sweetly, “Dad, you are amazing. With dad, Mom and I won’t be picked on.”

Keller’s words brought Alston up short. “Do you often get picked on?”

As soon as Alston asked, Keller showed distress on her face. “When Desmond and I went out to play, some children said we didn’t have a father and that they didn’t want to play with us. But mom told us we have a father and that father will always like us. She said you are just too busy and will come and see us when you are free…”

Keller smiled as she leaned out of Cynthia’s arms, hugging Alston’s neck. “Mom is right. Dad, you are finally back. But you have been busy for too long. If it takes longer, I will forget you.”

Alston felt like a cotton ball was stuck in his throat, making him feel bitter and sad. He kissed each of Desmond and Keller’s cheeks lightly and kissed Cynthia’s red lips.

“Desmond, Keller, I will see you grow, will protect you and your mother, and will never leave again.”

“Really?” Keller’s eyes lit up, and Desmond, who had always acted mature, also showed anticipation.

Alston nodded seriously. “Of course, I keep my word.”

The two kids laughed happily. Then Desmond hugged Alston’s neck awkwardly and whispered, “If you break your promise, Keller, mom, and I will leave you.”

Looking at the serious look on Desmond’s face resembling his, Alston rubbed Desmond’s curly hair. “I give you my word. Would you like to call me Dad? I haven’t heard it yet.”

Seeing Alston’s expectant eyes, Cynthia’s smiling face, and Keller’s encouragement, Desmond bit his lower lip and muttered,

“Dad.”

He repeated this word countless times in his mind, and now he finally called it out.

He called Alston, daddy without any unwillingness. He hoped Alston would not let him down.