My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston)
Chapter 51

Chapter 51 Slander

Alston turned sideways and dodged it. The ornament hit the door and was smashed into pieces.

"Alston, how dare you come back!" Stella rushed out furiously and cursed at Alston, "Your Uncle Clare told me that you let Ivan slap himself for Cynthia. Are you still one of our family...'

"Ms. Smith!" Alston interrupted her indifferently. "I've said it countless times. Cynthia is my wife and my family. Ivan needed to be taught a lesson since he dared to mess with her. I only asked him to slap himself, and if he dares to do it again, I'll crash him!"

Stella was frightened by the fierceness in his eyes. She flinched for a long time, thinking about what Uncle

Clare had said. Then, she pretended to be worried and persuaded Alston.

"Then at least show some respect to Uncle Clare. There are only three men left in our family. You should help each other instead of fighting, so our family can have a promising future. You're still young and need to rely

on Uncle Clare..."

Alston was not in a good mood when he heard Stella constantly talking about Uncle Clare. Then, he looked at her gloomily. "This is the Smith family's house, and I own it. If you don't want to stay, I will ask Greg to take you back to the Brooks family!"

Stella stopped talking and pointed at him tremblingly. "You devil! I'm your mother! How dare you want to drive

me out!"

Alston snorted coldly. "Oh? Then why do you bias toward Uncle Clare since you are my mother?"

Stella's face suddenly turned pale. Her expression was full of guilt, and she didn't dare to look at him. She felt that Alston seemed to know everything.

She sat down on the ground like a shrew, pounding the ground, trying to squeeze out a few tears and howling

to distract him.

"Alston, how can you live up to your father by saying that? Bryan Smith, look at your son! Look what he did to me! You passed away and left me alone in this world, yet our son dares to slander me! I don't want to live

anymore..."

The tranquil house was full of Stella's piercing cries. A few servants who hadn't left stood aside and looked at each other. They all looked down and dared not to step forward for fear that they might be taken out on.

Alston frowned, loosened his tie impatiently, and walked upstairs. "If you want to die, do it as soon as possible. The servant can clean up the blood before getting off work."

Stella paused and looked at Alston in disbelief. She didn't believe that this little b*stard actually didn't care

about her at all, and her threats didn't work on him.

"By the way..." Alston suddenly stopped walking upstairs and turned to look at Stella. "I'm the same as my dad, who hated betrayal the most. If he can actually hear us, he will definitely crush anyone who betrays him. What do you think?"

Stella looked at Alston's deep eyes and seemed to see another person through them. That man was mature

and stable but also vigorous and decisive.

Alston and his father's personalities had always been precisely the same!

She didn't dare to make a fuss anymore, fearing that Alston would actually replace out her secrets. Then, she quickly got up and returned to her room in despair.

Greg watched the whole scene, sighed, and shook his head.

Stella had suffered so much while dealing with Alston and Cynthia, but she never learned a lesson, She

could've enjoyed a peaceful life, but she always messed with them repeatedly.

Just as he was thinking, Alston suddenly called out to him, "Greg!"

Greg shuddered and replied after suddenly coming back to his senses.

However, he didn't hear Alston's order for quite a while. He looked up and saw Alston grasping the railing repeatedly.

Greg had taken care of Alston for years, and he could tell at a glance that Alston was feeling uneasy while pretending to be indifferent with a tense face.

"Help me replace a luthier. I want to order a special violin."

Alston said with hesitation. Then, he rushed to the second floor and slammed his door shut immediately.

Greg looked at Alston rushing away and smiled gratifiedly. It seemed like Alston finally understood how to please a girl, and Greg wondered when he would make actual progress.

Greg hoped that day would come very soon!

In the following days, Cynthia continued to work and live normally. Her mother's situation had improved, and

everything was becoming better.

On this day, she had just given a pregnant woman a check-up and informed her of some precautions. Suddenly, there was chaos in the corridor, and a woman screamed in a piercing voice that could almost burst through the office door.

"Cynthia Miller! Where is that vixen? Cynthia, come out!"

Her voice was sharp, and she was getting closer to Cynthia's office.

Cynthia's patient looked at her and asked confusedly. "Doctor Miller, is that woman outside looking for you?"

Cynthia frowned and asked the patient to stay away from the door, fearing that people outside would bump into her. Then, she stood up and wanted to check it out.

As soon as she reached the door, it was suddenly knocked open. Helen rushed over and hurriedly pulled her out. "Cynthia, someone wants to mess with you. Come with me."

Cynthia was confused but still followed Helen and ran. Several people suddenly blocked her way when she

was about to go out.

The woman shouted angrily, "Cynthia, where are you going? Do you feel guilty knowing that we're looking for you?"

Cynthia looked up at the woman with a pointed chin and huge eyes and found her face somewhat familiar. She frowned and pondered for a while, then suddenly remembered that this woman was Ivan's internet celebrity girlfriend.

She had gone too far with Ivan and lost her child. As a result, she had a curettage, which made her unable to conceive again.

More precisely, she was Ivan's ex-girlfriend.

Ivan dumped her the day she had a curettage, and Cynthia never saw her again. She didn't expect this woman

to show up again and come to the hospital with others to mess with her.

"What are you doing here? Did Ivan ask you to trouble me?" Cynthia looked at her doubtfully and asked.

Pera suddenly stepped forward and pushed Cynthia as if Cynthia's question had suddenly made her out of her mind.

Pera used a lot of strength, and Cynthia's back hit the wall heavily.

Heart-piercing pain rose directly from her spine, and Cynthia felt that her back was completely numb.

Helen pushed Pera away and helped Cynthia up from the ground. Then, she scolded angrily, "Don't you know

how to talk properly? Why did you push her?"

Pera crossed her arms and looked down at them. "Cynthia seduced my boyfriend, and there is nothing wrong with me venting my anger."

Both Cynthia and Helen were stunned.

Cynthia pointed at herself, feeling ridiculous. "I seduced your boyfriend? Are you serious?"

"I saw it with my own eyes!" Pera snorted coldly. Then, she turned around and shouted to the onlookers, "Everyone, come and have a look. Doctor Cynthia Miller of the obstetrics and gynecology department is

a

shameless vixen!"

Although Pera was not well-known, she was still a famous internet celebrity. Many people recognized her and

started to take photos of them.

Cynthia and Helen hated being exposed on public platforms, so they subconsciously covered their faces.

On the contrary, Pera and her friends had no scruples. They wanted to be famous and were not afraid of exposure, so they started posing and arranging their hairstyles.

"Some of you know I once posted my boyfriend's photo online, and our relationship was quite good. I was pregnant by accident and came here for a prenatal checkup. Cynthia was my doctor, and I trusted her

even

though she was young!"

"But!" Pera's tone became fierce. She often performed in front of the camera and was good at fake crying. "I

didn't expect this quack doctor to say that I had signs of miscarriage. She tricked me into having a curettage,

which made me never able to conceive again."

The surrounding patients all exclaimed and began to speak ill of Cynthia.

Most of the patients were pregnant women who hated this kind of behavior. Some were too impulsive; they picked up things and threw them at Cynthia.

Helen protected Cynthia and helped her to hide away.

Pera continued arrogantly, "I'm not done yet. She was hooking up with my boyfriend outside when I was still lying in the operating room. A few days later, she even invited my boyfriend to meet in private...” Speaking of this, Pera was emotional and kept wiping her tears. She looked pitiful and aroused the sympathy

of the onlookers.

"You are talking nonsense!" Cynthia couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward. Although she seemed weak, she would never let anyone bully her, and she walked toward Pera with a freezing aura: Pera was startled. She stepped back and screamed at the crowd, "She's angry because I told the truth. She

wants to hit me!"

Cynthia laughed angrily. "You intentionally slandered me and ruined my reputation. I wish I could slap you!"

Pera flinched for a moment but kept struggling. "I didn't slander you. My boyfriend told me about this when

he broke up with me."

"Your boyfriend? Ivan has always had a grudge against me. How could I seduce him!" Cynthia looked disgusted. "Did he ever tell you I am Alston Smith's wife?"

Alston often showed up in various business magazines. He was young and rich and more handsome than many celebrities. He was well-known and had fans of almost all ages.

Cynthia sneered and asked, "Now you've known who I am. Do you still believe that I seduced that piece of trash?"