My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston)

Chapter 284 Make Everyone Angry

Gigi stared blankly at Alston. Her eyes suddenly turned red when listening to his indifferent words and looking at his alienated expression.

"Why don't you believe me? I was slapped and bullied. Why do you only trust Cynthia? She doesn't want me to live here and

welcome me at all!"

"Honestly!" Alston raised his eyes indifferently, "I don't welcome you, either. If it weren't because I owed you, I wouldn't like you living in the Smith family, turning me against Cynthia, and bullying my children!" "I, I didn't..." Gigi still wanted to argue.

Alston looked impatiently at Greg, "Is a surveillance camera installed in the living room?"

Greg respectfully answered, "Yes. The surveillance camera and sound receivers are at the top of the stairs. They caught Mrs. Smith and Miss Arnett's argument. Do you want me to pull the video?"

Then Alston looked at Gigi, "Either you go back to your room and stay in peace, or I call out the surveillance and ask everyone to see who started the dispute first."

Guilty, Gigi took two steps back. She averted her gaze and tried to show shock to make Alston not read her mind, "You just prefer Cynthia!"

"She is my wife. Who did you think I would favor?" Alston felt it was funny. He knew the truth and was more confirmed when he saw Gigi's reaction.

Lloyd reminded Alston, "There is little time. The directors are still waiting in the company.”

"Okay, let's go!" Alston ignored Gigi and strode away toward the door with Lloyd.

When Gigi watched Alston leave the room, she angrily threw the pillow on the couch and screamed.

Seeing Gigi going crazy, Greg said, "Miss Arnett, although you are a guest of the Smith family, you can't just throw away family's things!"

Gigi glanced at him coldly, "Why? Even you, a servant, want to bully me?"

"Servant?" Greg chuckled. He hadn't heard anyone call him that in many years.

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The passing maid happened to hear Gigi call Greg a servant, and she was sweating with fear. She walked over angrily and said to Gigi, "Greg watched Mr. Smith grow up. Mr. Smith respects him most. How dare you call Greg like that?"

Gigi was stunned. She didn't expect Greg to play a significant role in the Smith family. She felt annoyed. If Greg spoke ill of her in front of Alston, Alston would be meaner to her.

They had yet to progress in their relationship in the past three years. After Alston returned to the Smith family, it became even worse with Cynthia's involvement. If Greg got in the middle, Alston would have a worse impression of her. She would never

win.

"Well, Greg, I didn't mean it. I just came here, so I don't know you..."

She smiled awkwardly and apologized to Greg, stumbled and stuttered.

Greg sneered, "No, Miss Arnett, you are right. Although I watched Mr. Smith grow up, I'm still a servant of the Smith family. But I have to tell you, even though I am a servant, my masters are only Mr. and Mrs. Smith!"

Gigi frowned and was not convinced, but she dared not say anything.

Greg looked the other way and said to the maid, "Wash it. It's Mrs. Smith's favorite pillow. If she sees someone mistreating it,

she will be angry."

"Yes!" The maid responded, quickly picked up the pillow, and walked towards the laundry room.

"I have to tell others to stay away from Miss Arnett, so as not to annoy Mr. and Mrs. Smith. Greg is such a good person, but Gigi pissed him off. She was trouble," thought the maid.

As soon as the maid left, Mrs. Lewis and Joyce came back with Keller and Desmond.

The two chubby babies went out to play for half an hour, and there was sweat on their foreheads. With flushed cheeks and delicate features, they looked lovely.

"Grandpa Greg, this flower is for you. My brother and I picked it in the garden." Keller held the purple flowers in his chubby hand, looking fresh and lovely.

Greg laughed and was in a pleasant mood, "Oh, thank you, young Mr. and Miss Smith. I like it very much."

Greg looked at the sweat on their foreheads and said to Joyce, "Take them back to freshen up and change their clothes. Don't

let them catch a cold."

"Yes." Joyce and Mrs. Lewis took the children back to the room.

Greg saw Gigi was still there and said coldly, "You are pregnant and should get some rest. If not necessary, try not to leave the room. Young Mr. and Miss Smith are naughty, and it'll be awful if they bump into you."

Then Greg was going to find a vase to put the flowers in and ignored Gigi.

For a few minutes, no one was in the living room. Gigi was so angry that her stomach started to hurt.

The Smith family's people and Gigi were like natural enemies. She was ashamed to stay in the living room and went back to her

room angrily.

When Alston came home in the evening, Greg greeted him at the door. Seeing Alston coming back, Greg asked gently, "Mr. Smith, is everything all right? Are you familiar with the company? Did those directors make things difficult for you?"

"Fortunately, I'm quite used to it." Although he didn't have any memory of it, he knew how to deal with company documents. It was like his instincts. Maybe something was in his unconscious, but it had not beer stimulated before.

Alston looked upstairs worriedly, "I saw the lights on the second floor off when I came home. Is Cynthia asleep?”

Greg shook his head, "It's not the usual time for Mrs. Smith to sleep. She should be awake, and you can see her. And I should remind you Mrs. Smith is very angry today and hasn't come down from upstairs al afternoon. She didn't even have dinner."

Alston frowned. "Didn't even have dinner?" thought he.

"Ask the kitchen to heat the meal. Cynthia and I will go downstairs to eat later."

"Okay!" Greg agreed cheerfully. "Although Mr. Smith has lost his memory, his behavior and thinking don't change. And he still loves Mrs. Smith. That's wonderful!" thought Greg.

Alston went upstairs to the bedroom. The bedroom door was ajar. He opened the door carefully and walked in, seeing the light off. The bright moonlight came in through the window, making the room less dark.

He saw Cynthia lying on the inner side of the bed and covered with a thin quilt. She seemed to be asleep. But he noticed she moved when he opened the door.

Alston smiled gently and walked over slowly.

Cynthia heard footsteps and quickly closed her eyes with eyelids and eyeballs moving in panic.

After a while, she felt her mattress sag, and a warm breath came from her side. It was Alston's smell!

Alston wrapped around her waist with a strong arm and pulled her into his arms. Cynthia was startled and let out a low sound.

Then she closed her mouth, pretending to be asleep.

She leaned her cheek against Alston's chest and could hear Alston's intense heartbeat.

Seeing her pretending to be asleep and her eyelashes shaking constantly, Alston laughed and kissed her lightly on her eyelid, "Come on, I know you are awake!" Cynthia was seen through and opened her eyes. She was slightly angry and glared at him, "What are you doing here? I thought you went for Gigi."

Alston was a little helpless, "Why her? Of course, I will hug my wife to sleep."

Cynthia smiled but still stared at him, and she said in a weird tone, "You have forgotten about me and just remembered you

and Gigi have spent every day together for three years. Maybe you have gotten used to it."

"Nonsense." Alston smiled. Looking at her narrow-minded and arrogant appearance, he loved her more.

"When did I spend every day with her? You could count on one finger how much time we were together in the past three years.

And I have no feelings for her."

Alston was about to swear to God. Cynthia left his arms angrily and sat directly on his lap. With her long legs wrapping around his waist, she held his face with a severe expression, "Then tell me the truth. What was with that baby?"