Chapter 9 Stand Up for Her

Be a good Mrs. Smith…

Cynthia lowered her head with darkened eyes and whispered, “Okay!”

Alston liked quietness. Besides Greg, there were only a few servants at home. The whole house was

in silence now

The lunch in the Miller family was too plentiful and greasy, and Cynthia knew that Alston didn’t get a few bites. She was afraid that he was hungry, so she went to the kitchen to cook some food as soon as she returned to the Smith family.

As soon as Cynthia put the food on the table, there was a clatter of high heels at the gate, which was particularly harsh in the quiet house.

“Alston…” With a shrill voice, a middle-aged woman wearing delicate makeup and famous brands suddenly rushed to Alston’s wheelchair.

Cynthia was afraid that the woman would hit Alston’s legs, and she hurriedly separated them, blocking the woman.

Suddenly blocked, Stella Smith was unhappy and looked Cynthia up and down. “Are you the illegitimate daughter of the Miller family? No wonder you are so uncultured that you don’t deserve

my son!”

Son?

Was she Alston’s mother?

Cynthia paused and frowned. Alston had already woken up yesterday, and Greg called her several times, but she didn’t give a response. But now, she was pretending to show her fake love for her son.

Such a kind of mother… It was better not to have such a mother.

full of pity for Alston, and she firmly

smiled and ate his food gracefully, in an

dishes on the table, Stella changed her face. She suddenly slapped

was beaten to one side,

you take care of my son? Look at what you cook! As a doctor, you didn’t take good care of a patient. Do you want to kill

gloomy look at the redness and swelling on Cynthia’s face. He

I didn’t hit her. What qualifies you

Alston’s apparent anger in his voice, Stella

Still, she didn’t expect her heartless son to

role in her son’s

conspicuous palm print on her face, it did not reduce her beauty, adding a

and secretly scolding Cynthia, It couldn’t imagine that Alston would be seduced by such a

I am your mother and I love you. Cynthia didn’t take good care of you. I slapped her just

Stella was about to show her fake

within four months. If you let him a feast, you want him to die. If I don’t

“You…”

speak. Looking at Alston, she looked a little

looked weak, she knew how to fight back.

loosened Cynthia’s soft hands and continued to eat

slumped down in a chair and said, “I’m hungry. I don’t want to eat

was ready to criticize her. Then Alston suddenly slammed the

on the table.

his darkened eyes, Cynthia and Stella were afraid to make

Greg, clean the table.” He turned his wheelchair and was ready to go back to his room. Before he left, he frowned at Stella tightly. “Cynthia is here to take care

You can’t handle

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