My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston)
Chapter 195

Chapter 195 I Will Avenge Your Death

Beck was stunned, and his brows were tightly furrowed. He became even angrier that Cynthia was still saying

such words.

"Cynthia, I took you back to the Miller family and gave you a better life. Wasn't it better than living in the small village with Lynn? I provided you with food, clothing, schooling, and the noble identity of Miss Miller but you resent me instead, don't you?"

Cynthia's eyes were red with rage and hatred as if she couldn't wait to kill Beck, "Beck, I would rather live a life in straitened circumstances with my mother than go to the Miller family and be regarded as a commodity by you! The identity of Miss Cynthia? I never enjoyed a bit of benefit brought by such an identity! Why does everyone in Fort know I am an illegitimate daughter? You are always clear about the life I lived in the Miller family. When I was bullied, you never cared about me and helped me. Now, you should never expect me to give you a hand."

As she said, she pointed to her mother. "After you came here, you only took a glance at her when you came in, and then you kept asking me for shares. You never took her to heart. A total hypocrite who cheated on marriage from the beginning to the end! You are the person she hates the most. How dare you come here

today!"

"How much do you owe my mother? Can you count it yourself? Today, you made a scene at the farewell ceremony for my mother's body. Aren't you afraid my mother will replace you at night!"

After Beck heard this, he looked at Lynn's livid, lifeless face, and an inexplicable chill climbed upon his spine,

making him feel cold.

"Greg, I don't want to see him here. Please ask someone to throw him out!" Cynthia didn't even look at Beck after finishing speaking and turned her head.

Greg responded and called the bodyguards over!

Beck watched the bodyguards approaching in horror. He didn't expect himself to be kicked out by his daughter one day. The two put his arms up and dragged him out. As soon as he thought he had utterly lost his face, his face blushed scarlet with rage.

While struggling, he yelled, "Cynthia, you unfilial daughter! How dare you kick me out! How could you do such a thing? Aren't you afraid of being punished by god?"

The bodyguards were afraid that Cynthia would hear him, so they quickened their pace. Soon, the scolding voice was getting farther and finally disappeared.

Seeing that Cynthia, with her head down, wiped her tears with red eyes, Lorenz patted her on the shoulder. "Don't take Beck seriously. He is nothing and doesn't deserve your attention. He caused your mother's death,

and the Green family will not let him get away with this."

His eyes, filled with hatred, were as cold as the iceberg in the Arctic Pole, overclouding his handsome face.

Didn't Beck care most about power and money? What he cared about most, and Lorenz would make him lose it. It's not easy for Beck to become accustomed to the vast difference between heaven and hell. After the farewell ceremony, Lynn's body would be cremated.

Cynthia initially stood quietly beside Lorenz, but a sudden panic surged in her when she saw her mother being slowly pushed into the cremator and the flames covering the body little by little. She lost her mother.

entirely from now on, she thought.

She was terrified with a pale face and cried in a choked voice, "No, no!"

She wanted to rush over, but Alston kept paying attention to her. Seeing her emotional outburst, he quickly

pulled her from behind and held her tightly in his arms.

"Cynthia, Cynthia, calm down..."

Cynthia couldn't care about anything else and just wanted to bring her mother back. As she struggled, the flood of tears falling down her face, she cried unconsciously and irrationally, "Mom, mom..."

She couldn't say anything but the word "mom."

Cynthia felt extremely painful and almost fainted after seeing the closed furnace door and the burning flames. She cried over and over again, thinking of her mother's voice and smile. Her mother was still smiling and talking a few days ago, but now she had disappeared from the world. To Cynthia, there was no such person as Lynn anymore.

Cynthia cried until she almost couldn't breathe, and her body was shaking all the time. Alston hugged her tightly and stroked her hair to comfort her.

Time passed fast but also very slowly, making people tormented. Finally, the staff handed over the ashes to Cynthia.

She held the urn blankly, almost feeling nothing. She murmured, "How can my mother be wedged into such a small box..."

Lorenz was very close to Cynthia. When he heard Cynthia's words, his tears rolled down his face, and his. heart hurt as if countless needles had pierced it.

In a hoarse voice, he said, "Cynthia, your mother's ashes will not be buried in Fort. I have already called back home. My parents have arranged a cemetery at the Green family's ancestral grave. You need to come back to Coast City with me tomorrow."

After speaking, he had yet to get a reply from Cynthia. After a long time, he heard a hoarse voice. "Okay!" Her mother has suffered so much in Fort, so it was better to go home. When her mother returned to Coast City, she was still the most favored daughter of the Green family. Fort was where she suffered, and she would

never return.

As soon as Cynthia got out of the door, she met Cherry. Cherry was wearing sunglasses, and seeing Cynthia coming out holding the urn with red eyes, she felt a surge of joy.

"Hey, isn't this Cynthia!" Her voice was sharp and high. Both Alston and Lorenz looked at her coldly. Cherry felt afraid for a moment. However, as soon as she thought it was the saddest time for Cynthia, she couldn't wait to give Cynthia a blow. Otherwise, the opportunity would be wasted.

She summoned her courage to go up to Cynthia and said, "I heard your mother committed suicide. It's so pitiful. I was planning to go to the hospital to visit her a few days ago. After all, she was the mistress who destroyed my family back then, and I wanted to see when she would die. I didn't expect before I went, she had gone and turned into a handful of ashes. It is indeed a reward of the wicked."

As soon as the words were finished, Cynthia suddenly raised her red eyes and stared at her, which made Cherry feel a chill in her back..

"You... Why are you looking at me like that? Am I wrong?"

Cynthia walked towards her step by step with the ashes in her hands. Cherry was actually very frightened, especially of the ashes in Cynthia's hands, so she backed away step by step.

Cynthia said in a hoarse voice, "Cynthia, it was your father who cheated on the marriage, and my mother was a victim from the beginning to the end... By the way, he came just now. He said he didn't regard you as his daughter and that all his property would be mine after he died."

"How is it possible?" Cherry became anxious and looked at Cynthia suspiciously. "Did Beck really say such words to her?" Cherry couldn't help but ask in her heart.

Cynthia stared at her frankly. It wasn't like Cynthia was lying.

The panic prescinded Cherry's mind from ridiculing Cynthia, so she left in a hurry. She had to go home to discuss a countermeasure with Jane because she couldn't let Beck give all her property to Cynthia, an illegitimate daughter!

Cynthia looked at her back coldly. After a long time, she looked down at the urn in her hand and said softly, "Mom, have a good night. I will avenge your death."

After returning to Smith's house, Cynthia asked Mrs. Lewis to pack her luggage for Coast City. Then she went to the baby's room without looking at Alston.

Alston's eyelashes drooped. He knew Cynthia was blaming him, even begrudging him a look.

Greg sighed. He was worried and wanted Alston and Cynthia to reconcile as before, but he didn't know what

to do.

Mrs. Lewis prepared the things Cynthia needed. Seeing Greg sighing, she persuaded, "Greg, the conflict between Mr. Smith and Mrs. Smith still needs to be resolved by themselves. We outsiders can't do anything

but be onlookers."

Greg frowned tightly, "I know. I'm just worried. How intimate they were before! But it didn't take long for their relationship to be rocky. The conflict is not ordinary. After all, it is involved with life. Is such a conflict easy to be solved? If Mrs. Smith can't let it go, I'm afraid this contradiction will always be a gap between them." "That's right!" Mrs. Lewis also felt worried when she heard Greg's words. "The little Mr. Smith and Miss Smith are still babies. They don't understand anything. Will Mr. Smith and Mrs. Smith be in a stalemate until the twins grow up? A disharmonious relationship between parents will not benefit the child's growth."

After hearing this, Greg didn't know what else to say.

He thought, "It shouldn't be such an exaggeration!"

Alston was walking around at the door of the baby's room. Five minutes had passed, but he didn't dare to go

in. He put his finger on the doorknob and put it down again, and he still didn't dare to open the door.

Keller's giggle came from behind the door, and even Desmond let out a rare laughter.

The immature voice was lovely.

Alston felt a mixed feeling of warmth and sadness. Through the door crack, he saw Cynthia sitting on a thair,

lying on the edge of the cradle, teasing the two babies.

The numb and sad expression on her face has eased a lot. A faint smile touched the corner of her mouth as

she saw Keller's chubby arm reaching for her fingers.

Alston breathed a sigh of relief. Cynthia looked better now. As soon as he recalled Cynthia's appearance

when Lynn was cremated, he still felt worried.

He had never seen her look so broken.

As he was thinking, suddenly, the door was pulled open from the inside. Before Alston could hide in time, he met Cynthia's almond eyes.

He looked somewhat embarrassed and flustered. "You... Have you finished watching the baby?"