My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston)
Chapter 92

Chapter 92 Found a Suitable Kidney Source

Cynthia came in with a lunch box, the food stacked in layers. Just as Lorenz was about to take it, he saw Alston rush up at once to help her carry her lunch-box, and reprove her. "You should rest today. Why did you not stay at home? How tiring you are cooking so many dishes."

Cynthia smiled as she was held by him. "I'm not tired. There are servants at home to help, and your mother is at home today. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, it's better for me to go out."

Alston's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "It won't be too long."

Cynthia was picking the dishes from lunch boxes, but she couldn't hear, so she asked, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Alston also came over to help.

Cynthia did cook a lot of dishes, and Lorenz was dazzled by all kinds of dishes.

"I know my cousin is here too, so I made a little more. This dish is sweet. I made it for Alston. That dish is spicy, a favorite of my cousin. My skills are not as good as a professional chef. You guys can try it." Lorenz let out an exclamation and looked at Cynthia with a smile in his eyes. "You are capable. Alston is a lucky dog."

As he spoke, he picked up a spicy pork rib with a fork and tasted it. "The taste is good, not worse than that of

a chef."

Cynthia was shy and sat down next to Alston.

"By the way, Cynthia, what flavor do you like?" Lorenz asked while eating.

Cynthia froze for a moment.

Lorenz smiled. "I like spicy food, Alston likes sweet food, and you? What's your favorite flavor? Tell me. When you go to Coast City, I will take you to eat delicious food."

"What do I like to eat?" Cynthia thought. In the past, she often did not have enough to eat at the Miller's house. Whatever it tasted off, so long as it filled her stomach, she was not so fastidious.

"Alston likes to eat sweets, and I also like to eat sweets now." Cynthia smiled when she saw Alston, with deep dimples on her face. She had never liked anything before, but now that she had met Alston, she liked what he liked to eat.

Lorenz looked at the affectionate look of the two, and even though he was chewing the spicy pork ribs, he felt

sore.

"Why do you like sweet and greasy things? Alston, are you a man?"

Holding the fork, he fed Cynthia first, then glanced at Lorenz. "Whether I am a man or not, Cynthia knows it better than everyone."

Cynthia was chewing something. When she heard that, she coughed a few times and almost spat out the food.

Alston poured her a glass of water, patted her back, and said, "Eat slowly."

Cynthia glared at him. Her cheeks puffed up with anger. She thought, "If he hadn't said such words, I wouldn't. have been choked."

Alston, seeing her cheeks puff up like a little puff-fish, could not help kissing her.

Lorenz, with his fork in his hand, looked at the two intimates with mixed eyes. He felt that he had lost his appetite and that he was already full from their amorous doings.

When she had finished, Cynthia got up again and took two puddings from the bottom of her lunch-box and

handed them to Alston and Lorenz.

"Cousin, when I saw my mother today, my mother told me that you liked to eat the pudding she made when you were a child. My mother could not do it for you now. I asked her for the recipe and made you some pudding for dessert. Have a try. See if it tastes the same as before."

When Cynthia had finished speaking, she sat down again. Her slender waist was held by Alston. His warm breath fell upon Cynthia's ear, and there was a hint of jealousy in his deep voice. "I just counted. You made him one more dish, and you even made him pudding. You're partial."

Alston's eyes were as deep as a vast galaxy, and he looked at her with a trace of resentment.

Cynthia, a little perturbed, thrust another pudding into his hand. "He only has one pudding, but you have two!"

Alston looked at the two puddings in his hand, smiled, and was satisfied.

Lorenz didn't see that. He took a bit of the pudding. The taste was mellow and full of milk, with a layer of crunchy caramel and almond slices on top, which was full of flavor. It was the taste that Lynn had made for him before.

His eyes were a little red, and he looked up when he had composed himself. Cynthia was staring at him with a faint smile. "Is it delicious?!"

Lorenz felt warm in his heart, and said in a low voice, "It's delicious!"

If his doting love for Cynthia before was because of Lynn, now he had truly accepted Cynthia and thought,

"She is a good girl. From childhood, however, she had been under the care of others. She has always been very eager for kinship, so she did this to get close to me."

Satisfied with a meal, the strangeness and alienation between Lorenz and Cynthia disappeared.

After being suppressed, the Miller family had been busy dealing with internal affairs of the company and had

no time to trouble Smith Group and Cynthia at all.

Because of the Green family's unreserved support for Smith Group, Clare did not dare to confront Alston at that time.

They had a very peaceful day, only now and then Stella would show up and make things difficult for Cynthia,

but now Cynthia was no longer the poor little girl with no background she had been before, and the great

Green family was her support. Stella dared only mutter something behind her back, and she did not even have the courage to confront Cynthia.

Cynthia walked out of the operating room after a procedure, removed her mask, and let out a long sigh of relief. She did not know what the matter was, but she felt weak all the time. In the past, she could perform several operations in a row, but now after one operation, she felt very tired.

As a doctor, she had always been concerned about her health. Cynthia thought she had not had a full check-up for some time, so she just made an appointment for tomorrow.

The next day, Cynthia had just finished checking and went to the office to replace more than a dozen missed calls on her phone, including calls from Alston, Lorenz and Dylan.

She was about to call back when she saw Helen rushing over with her phone. "Cynthia, you can't get through, so Dylan called me."

Cynthia was full of doubts. "I just had a checkup, and I didn't bring my phone. Is there something urgent?"

"It's good news!" Helen smiled. "Cynthia, he said on the phone that he has found a suitable kidney source, and

today he did a type match, which is a perfect match with Lynn, and Lynn can be cured."

"Really!" Cynthia couldn't help exclaiming. Her face was full of excitement and joy. She stood up and ran out. "Please help me replace the director to ask for leave, saying that I have something urgent."

"Alright, Cynthia, take your time and be careful."

As she spoke, Cynthia disappeared. Helen was overjoyed for her.

Lynn's illness had been Cynthia's worry. Although Cynthia behaved as usual, Helen often saw her calling

classmates at various hospitals to inquire about kidney sources.

The news was the best that could have come to Cynthia. No wonder she was so excited.

On the way, Cynthia felt as if her heart would fly out. When she arrived at Maple Garden, she saw several cars parked at the entrance of the villa, and people kept coming in and out.

She followed and ran in. Both Alston and Lorenz were in Lynn's room. They both had smiles on their faces. Lorenz was exaggerated, showing all eight teeth, handsome and cute.

"Cynthia, you are here. A suitable kidney source for Lynn has been found, and the doctor is examining Lynn." Cynthia stood on tiptoe, watching and excited. Her eyes were red. Her heart ached and thrilled. "That's great. I knew I would replace it. Mom is so kind. She must be blessed."

Her forehead and nose were covered with sweat. She was awkward and cute. Seeing her crying and laughing. too anxious to run over, Alston couldn't help sighing.

Alston took out his handkerchief and drew her into his arms, wiping the tears and perspiration from her face. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Cynthia caught his fingers, and she looked at Alston with red eyes. "Alston, that's great! It's really great!"

Alston was pleased for her, and he took her hand. "Yes, that's great."

He thought, "After replaceing a kidney source, Cynthia will not always think about donating a kidney, which is so great!"