Chapter 280 I Like Everything about You âMr. Smith, here are the clothes for you to change into. Mrs. Smith prepares new clothes for you every year during your absence...â
Greg paused when he held the clothes and saw Alstonâs hair. But he had a superior mental quality. He covered it up, put down his clothes and left.
Alston didnât notice Gregâs abnormality. Looking at the home clothes, he felt warm. When Alston didnât know his background, he always thought maybe his family didnât care about him, so they didnât look for him. Now he knew everything and realized Cynthia missed him all the time, which gave him an indescribable feeling.
âCynthia, thank you!â Alston was grateful to Cynthia for not giving up on him those three years and for caring so much about him.
He hugged Cynthia tightly and pulled her into his arms, wishing they would never separate.
Cynthia nestled in his arms obediently. She was relieved that he returned after three years.
They hugged quietly for a while. Cynthia stuffed the clothes into Alstonâs arms and asked him to take a shower first. Daily New chapters upload Only on NovelsReads(dot)com In fact, she wanted to go with him, but she was a stranger to him. Although she still loved Alston, he had no memory of her.
Taking a shower together was never a good idea.
Alston understood what she was thinking and raised his eyebrows at her. He was seductive with his handsome face, and he said in a hoarse and low voice, âActually, I donât mind if youâre okay with it.â
Cynthia gritted her teeth. Seeing him seduce her deliberately, she pounced on him fiercely, bit his Adamâs apple, and gritted her teeth lightly.
Alston was stunned. It was as if an electric current had passed through his body, making his heart beat violently.
Cynthia saw Alstonâs ears red, feeling complacent. Alston was like a minor without previous memories and couldnât even bear Cynthiaâs little teasing.
âYou couldnât even take that but wanted a shower with me. Letâs talk about it when you recover your memory!â
After finished speaking, Cynthia went to the next room with her clothes.
Alston looked at her slender back, and there was a deep meaning in his eyes. Some pictures appeared in his mind about him.
and Cynthia being together.
Through those pictures, Alston saw Cynthia, cute and charming, under him.
His Adamâs apple moved, and he smiled. Alston liked everything about Cynthia. Every time he looked at her, he liked her more.
After entering the bathroom, Alston looked in the mirror and realized his hair had just been messed up by Cynthia, like a chicken coop on his head. No wonder Greg had that expression.
Cynthia came out of the bathroom and just dried her hair when Joyce happened to go upstairs and asked her to go down for dinner.
âMrs. Smith, you must be hungry after a long dayâs journey. The dinner is ready.â After Joyce said this, she approached Cynthia mysteriously and said, âThat woman is also there and keeping Mr. Smith talking. Shame!â
Cynthia looked at Joyceâs angry look, squeezing her cheeks amusedly, âAll right. Donât be mad. No big deal!â
âHow can I not be angry!â Joyce followed Cynthia downstairs, pointed to Gigi and whispered, âLook at her innocent face, acting coquettishly and foolishly. Men will never say no to that kind of woman.â
âYou havenât even had a boyfriend. How do you know that?â Cynthia joked.
Joyce opened her eyes wide, âIt happened all the time. You donât read those jokes often and donât know about fake women.
Normal men canât resist them at all. Gigi is a typical example. Mr. Smith is a great man and worth every womanâs liking, so it was understandable when she didnât know Mr. Smith had a wife. But now, knowing you are Mr. Smithâs wife, she is still around him.
Itâs totally a mistress thing. Shameful!â
Cynthia looked at Gigi, who was dressed up. She wore a short white skirt instead of the previous maternity clothes. The doll dress covered her slightly protruding belly. She had her hair braided, which made her look younger and cute. And she was lovelier with light makeup and a round face.
âSheâs young and energetic!â Cynthia sighed with a smile.
Seeing Cynthia not anxious at all, Joyce was confused, âMrs. Smith, did you not worry about such a scheming woman near Mr.
Smith!â
âWhy should I worry? Heâs Alston Smith. Youâve been in here for so many years. Donât you know what his attitude towards women is?â
As Cynthia said, she raised her chin and motioned Joyce to look carefully, âLook, she has been talking around Alston for so long.
Has Alston ever paid attention to her once!â
Joyce frowned, looking down from upstairs.
Joyce was so angry just now and only saw Gigi approaching Alston and showing her courteousness. She discovered some details after observing.
Alston was sitting on the couch, looking at the documents Greg had given him. Gigi was seated next to him, smiling sweetly and talking nonâstop.
It took almost a few minutes before Alston absentâmindedly nodded!
And here was one thing. Gigi asked Alston, âI bought this dress in Southside. I think it makes me look a bit fat. Sure enough, white is wrong for a plump woman.â
Gigi was trying to let Alston notice her plump figure and praise her. But she didnât expect Alston to just say a âYeahâ. Gigiâs face turned pale all of a sudden.
Joyce burst out laughing when she saw that, âItâs funny. Mr. Smith didnât buy it.â
Gigi wanted to have physical contact with Alston. But before they got close, Alston asked Greg to place some documents between them, forcibly building a high wall in the middle to isolate her from touching.
Joyce saw that and then looked at Cynthiaâs satisfied look. She gave a thumbs up in amazement, âNo wonder you donât mind.
Mr. Smith is amazing and can identify a fake woman!â
âOf course. I trained him well!â Cynthia snorted triumphantly.
When Cynthia just went downstairs, Mrs. Lewis came out with two sleepyâeyed babies. Keller and Desmond had just woken up.
Their curly hair was fluffy and soft, and their skins were fair. Yawning, they were adorable.
Cynthia hurried over, held one for each hand, and kissed them on the face. She said gently, âMy babies, are you sleeping well?â
âYes!â Desmond was the first to wake up. His sweet childâs to tone was replaced by seriousness. He looked handsome and cute.
Keller opened her tiny hands to Cynthia and looked at her with her big black grapeâlike eyes, acting like a spoiled brat, âMommy, hug!â
Cynthia couldnât refuse the little princessâ request. She smiled and hugged Keller into her arms, âGood girl. Letâs go for dinner.â
Desmond was a bit of envy and also wanted Cynthiaâs hug. But he would not act like a baby like his younger sister, nor could he bear to make his mother tired.
Cynthia read Desmondâs expression and gave Alston who rushed over a wink.
Alston nodded with a smile and took Desmond in his strong arms before Desmond reacted.
Alston got Desmond by surprise. Desmond screamed and then fell into Alstonâs big embrace.
âMy baby Desmond, do you want Daddyâs hug?â Alston asked in an attractive voice.
Desmond pursed his lips and looked at the man who was holding him. His embrace was different from her motherâs. It was hard and made him uncomfortable, but it was powerful and reassuring.
Alston was his father whom he had never seen since he was a child. He suddenly appeared and was taken home by his mother, and he made her cry several times.
He was a bad man, and Demond didnât like him.
Desmond pushed Alston and tried to refuse. But he stopped when he suddenly saw Cynthiaâs satisfied smile, then he nestled obediently in Alstonâs arms without any resistance.
Although he didnât like Alston, he wanted to make his mother happy.