My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston)
Chapter 37

Chapter 37 A Great Chance

Cynthia picked up the cake box and looked at the deformed edge. Her eyes sparkled with a thoughtful look.

"It was Alston just now?" She thought.

"Cynthia, what's the matter? Is there anything wrong with this box?"

Cynthia looked down and rubbed the crushed box. "Unfortunately, the box is broken. The cake isn't eatable."

Then she opened the lid of the trash can and threw the cake in.

So what? Give her a slap and then offer a sweet date? She is not a child, and will not forgive all his mistakes with a piece of cake.

Cynthia looked at Dylan and smiled, "Dylan, I should go back to take care of my mom. I've been out for too long. She should be anxious if she can't see me." "I'll come with you and see her."

Cynthia nodded and they walked together to the ward.

As they left, Alston and Lucien came out from the end of the corridor.

It set a ticklish task for Lucien. He just persuaded Alston to come back but didn't think he would see this scene. It was all over, Alston must be angrier.

"Lucien!" Alston called him in a hoarse voice.

"Ah!" cried Lucien. He was lost in thought just now.

"Does Dylan more handsome than me? Does he richer than me?" Alston's eyelids turned red, and his words were sour.

"He is gentler than you, and knows how not to break a girl's heart." Lucien thought.

Without saying these words, Lucien pointed to their backs and said, "You must feel bad!"

Alston paused. He touched his heart, where it seemed to have been pricked, and it hurt badly.

"Cynthia loves you so much, it's probably worse than you when she saw you hug Hulda."

"But, I just want to protect her!" Alston pressed his lips and frowned. He had no experience in love. When he saw that the person he cared about was in danger, all he knew was to protect her under his wing and bear all the damage by himself.

He didn't feel anything wrong.

"Drink with me!" Alston couldn't understand it, but just stopped to think about it. He took Lucien directly and

went out.

"Alston, are you crazy? How long have you not slept? You still dare to drink? You'd better get a rest..."

He never listened to him no matter how he shouted.

Dark Blue.

Alston has a good drink. But today he has something on his mind. He drank one glass after another and soon. got drunk. Lucien also drank a lot, and before long, both of them were drunk. Lucien's face was red, but there was still a trace of wakefulness. They couldn't drive back, so he called home

and asked people to pick them up.

The Williams family soon came, but only one people. The man looked at Alston, who was lying on the table,

and his face was reluctant.

Lucien didn't mention that Alston was drunk, too!

He dare not let a stranger drive Alston back.

He didn't have the phone number of Greg, only the number of his family mansion. But it happened that Greg. was sent out, and despite several phone calls, no one answered.

Just then, a woman came up and saw Alston lying on the table. She gave a little exclamation, and said, "Why is Alston so drunk!"

"You are?"

"Take Lucien back first. I'm Hulda, Alston's personal assistant. I'll send him back home."

The man had seen her before when he was beside Lucien, but at that moment he saw her dress and looked

suspicious.

Hulda wore a hip-wrapped skirt, painted with heavy makeup, and dressed up so sexy that she had no tenderness and dignity she had ever seen before.

"Isn't it normal to dress like this in a bar?" Hulda was annoyed by his look and said impatiently.

The man didn't refute and was preparing to hold Lucien to leave. Lucien suddenly opened his eyes in a daze,

saw Hulda close to Alston and staggered over to stop her.

"You... you can't... you plot against him... you can't send him... Cynthia will be angry..."

He said drunkly and pulled Hulda away.

Hulda became angry. This time was a great chance. Alston was drunk and unconscious. As long as she slept with him, with his personality, although he would not definitely be responsible for her, he would certainly not be indifferent to her as before.

As long as his attitude softens, she can let him see her goodness gradually, make him fall in love with her, and can't abandon her.

She planned all of it. But Lucien messed up her plan!

Hulda stomped her feet and forced a stiff smile. "Mr. Lucien is drunk. Everyone in the Smith Group knows that

Alston likes me, so I don't have to take advantage of his."

The man didn't know Alston's plan. He had only seen his gentle manner towards Hulda at the Smith Group.

He hesitated.

Lucien's attitude was very determined, to defend Alston.

The man felt embarrassed. Finally, he had to say to Hulda, "It's about twenty minutes from the bar to the Smith family. I'll count the time. After twenty minutes, I'll call the Smith family to confirm. If you don't receive.

it, I'll call the police."

Call the police?

Hulda paused. What's wrong with the Williams family? Lucien was a fool, and the servant was so peculiar.

Seeing that Lucien was about to fall, the man quickly carried him and turned to Hulda, "Now, one second has

passed!"

Hulda gnashed her teeth with anger, hurriedly carried Alston and dragged him out.

Because she was afraid of calling the police, Hulda was quiet all the way, even indulged in anger, and had no time to do any little tricks at all.

The Smith family house was dark, the servants all went home, and Stella wasn't at home either. When Hulda

dragged Alston into the living room, she just heard the phone ring.

She rushed over and answered the phone. It was the Williams family.

"Hello, Miss Taylor? Has Mr. Smith returned home?"

Hulda vomited violently, wiped the sweat on her forehead, and gnashed her teeth. "It's me!"

"That's good!" The man said and hung up the phone.

Hulda sat on the ground and gasped. After her breathing recovered, she turned to Alston, who was unconscious on the sofa. Suddenly her gaze sharpened.

No one was here. The servant of the Williams family didn't expect that there was nobody in such a big house.

Isn't this... a great chance for her?

Hulda stood up, holding the table, and walked to Alston step by step.