My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston)
Chapter 106

Chapter 106 You Were Wasting Your Time

The following day, Alston woke up and saw Cynthia sleeping peacefully on his chest. The sun shone on her face, making her look like an angel.

He carefully touched her lower abdomen. It was flat, without a trace of fat. There was a life.

His eyes were full of passion. His slender fingers carefully touched it again and again.

Cynthia woke up when he touched her. She opened her eyes and watched Alston's cautious movements gently.

Who would have thought the cold Alston could be as gentle as water?

She was glad, "How do you feel?"

Alston didn't expect to be caught by Cynthia. He was a bit embarrassed and said, "It's amazing."

Cynthia lifted her gown, revealing half of her soft waist, "Do you want to touch it again..."

Alston quickly pulled down her gown, pulled up the quilt, and covered her, "It's winter. Don't freeze yourself." Cynthia was a little speechless.

Alston didn't like to turn on the heating in his bedroom, but since they got married, the central air conditioner in the house was always on since the winter began. The indoor temperature was kept at 26 degrees. It was

not cold at all.

"I need to leave early today. Lloyd called the hospital and told them you needed to rest these days. Don't

worry about work. You didn't sleep well last night. Go back to sleep."

He babbled and nagged. She nestled in the quilt obediently and looked at him.

"You must kiss me before you leave."

Ever since she got pregnant, she had been very clingy to him. Alston gave her a loving look, "Okay!"

He got up, dressed, and washed up.

When he returned to the bedroom, Cynthia was asleep. He smiled and kissed her on the head. Then he went

downstairs to have breakfast.

The breakfast was ready on the dining table. Molly, he saw yesterday, was busy in the kitchen.

He frowned, "why is she still here?"

Stella was having breakfast already. She greeted him, "Good morning! Molly made some nice breakfast. Have

a try."

She put a cup of coffee in front of him and said, "I just had some. Her cooking is good."

Alston walked to the dining table and took a look at the breakfast. The fried eggs looked tender, and the bacon seemed crispy. Even the coffee smelled nice. Even if he was such a picky person, he couldn't replace anything wrong with this.

Molly walked out of the kitchen. She did a little makeup and looked much prettier than yesterday.

Her eyes lit up when she saw Alston, "Mr. Smith, good morning. I made breakfast, see if you like it. If you don't, I will cook whatever you want."

Alston didn't answer. He glanced at her indifferently, "You stayed last night? I've already hired someone to take care of Cynthia. You don't need to stay here." Molly didn't expect him to say this. She looked at Stella.

Stella explained with a smile, "I asked her to stay. I have had a bad appetite recently. I like her cooking."

Alston didn't say anything. He sat down and got the coffee.

Stella and Molly both breathed a sigh of relief. An obsessed smile appeared on Molly's face. She stood aside

and looked at Alston in case he needed anything.

Alston took a sip of the coffee. It was sweeter than usual!

Molly noticed his expression. She said shyly and nervously, "I heard you prefer sweetness, so I added extra sugar to your coffee."

She was secretly proud. Alston must be glad.

But he put down the coffee.

Molly's heart tightened. She said cautiously, "You, you don't like it? I will make another cup for you."

"No need!" Alston interrupted her coldly. His eyes were as cold as ice, "I don't like people probing into my preferences behind my back."

Molly was embarrassed. Alston continued, "Whoever invited you here, you can just do your part. You don't need to flatter me!"

Molly's face turned pale. The other servants around her stared at her. She wished she could disappear

immediately.

The dining room was silent. At this moment, Greg walked in, followed by a middle-aged woman.

He introduced, "This is Mrs. Lewis. I invited her to take care of Cynthia. She is an expert at taking care of pregnant women and infants."

Molly was unconvinced. As a senior nutritionist, how could she be inferior to others? However, she was stunned when she saw Mrs. Lewis, "It's you!"

Mrs. Lewis looked up at her but didn't recognize her.

Molly was utterly convinced. Mrs. Lewis was her teacher back at the nutrition school.

Mrs. Lewis was dressed plainly and her hair was tied up neatly. She looked severe but had clear eyes.

Alston was satisfied. He nodded and said, "Mrs. Lewis, please take care of Cynthia from now on! She is sleeping now. Please make some breakfast later when she wakes up. She is allergic to peanuts. From now on, there should be no peanuts and other peanut foods in the kitchen."

Mrs. Lewis nodded and wrote it down.

Molly looked at the peanut butter she put on the dining table and was ashamed.

She came here to take care of Cynthia, but she only investigated Alston's preferences and didn't even know that Cynthia was allergic to peanuts. Her face burned.

Alston left for work.

Greg showed Mrs. Lewis around the house. Only Stella and Molly were left in the dining room. They both were

a little embarrassed.

Stella held Molly's hand to comfort her, "It was my negligence that I didn't tell you she was allergic to peanuts. You did a good job today. You will slowly invade Alston's life, and finally, he will be unable to live without you. Cynthia will be gone by then."

Imagined the scene, Molly's cheeks flushed with excitement. She nodded quickly.

Stella sneered, "Unlike Cynthia, she is easy to be controlled. When she marries Alston, my life will be much

more enjoyable. Clare got a good plan."

Thinking of him, she texted him and asked him to come out to meet. Soon, he replied yes.

Reading the message, Stella smiled sweetly like a teenage schoolgirl.

Molly cleaned up the kitchen. When she came out and saw Stella's smile. She couldn't help shivering!