My Sleeping Beauty Husband

Chapter 42

Chapter 41 Banquet Invitation

After learning about Lynn’s situation, Dylan tried the first course of treatment, and the effect was very good.

Lynn became much better, and she could even walk several times.

Cynthia was very excited to see that.

After hemodialysis, Lynn was helped to rest in the ward by the nurse.

Dylan took off his mask, revealing his face, looked at the medical record in his hand, and told Cynthia, “ The treatment is very successful. She should take more rest and can’t eat anything high in protein and salt…”

Cynthia listened carefully and nodded repeatedly.

After saying that, Dylan patted her on the shoulder with a smile. “She is safe now, so you can rest assu red!”

“Well, I couldn’t be more appreciative. I want to invite you to dinner tonight. I’ll call Helen too. I haven’t s een

her for a long time.”

Cynthia was really happy, and her dimples came out when she laughed. She blinked her eyes. Her inn ocent and pure look made Dylan flutter.

“Okay, I also want to meet her…” Dylan suddenly looked behind Cynthia and was slightly stunned.

Cynthia also looked back and shuddered when she saw Alston’s deep and cold dark eyes.

“What are you doing here?”

Alston didn’t answer, staring at Dylan’s hand on her shoulder. He frowned and felt Dylan was annoying.

He even wanted to chop off his hand.

“Doctor Carter, you shouldn’t be so flighty to patients‘ families.”

Dylan knew what he meant, but he didn’t withdraw his hand. He smiled slightly. “Sorry, I have always had a good relationship with Cynthia. I’m u sed to it, but I didn’t expect you would care so much. I’ll be more discreet

in the future.”

Alston felt that there was something wrong with Dylan’s words, but he didn’t figure it out.

Cynthia looked at Dylan and snorted coldly. “What do you mean? Dylan just patted me on the shoulder. I did not threaten you when you hugged Hulda before.”

Seeing her defending him, Alston inexplicably felt a surge of anger in his heart. He turned to look at Dyl an, and thought he was a scheming guy.

Alston thought, “It seems that I must pay special attention to this guy in the future. He looks easy– going, but

he is actually very scheming.”

He looked at Dylan in a menacing way. Cynthia was afraid that he could not hold back his temper. She quickly said to Dylan, “I won’t bother you. I should go!”

After saying that, she took Alston’s wrist and hurriedly left.

Dylan stopped smiling while looking at their back. His long eyelashes covered his dark eyes when he lo oked down, making people unable to see through what he was thinking.

Cynthia took Alston to the corridor, then let go of his hand and looked at him with a cold face. “Why do you come here rather than stay with Hulda?”

Alston still could feel the warmth on his wrist. He couldn’t help rubbing it and took out an invitation from his

pocket and threw it to her.

“Why are you giving me this invitation in person?” Cynthia took it and gave him a suspicious look.

Alston pursed his lips, looking strange.

“I haven’t seen you for a long time and just wanted to take this opportunity to meet you.”

Thinking like that, Alston said, “It will be Buck’s 50th birthday in a few days. He is the largest sharehold er of the Smith Group except for me and uncle Clare. You have to accompany me to this banquet. This is your first appearance as Mrs. Smith in front of everyone . I hope you can play your part well and don’t embarrass me.”

Cynthia stood there holding the invitation, looked at the invitation, and frowned, “Why me?”

Alston looked up and glanced at her with cold eyes. “It’s clearly on the invitation. Buck invited us to atte nd.

the banquet as a couple. Who else could it be if not you?”

“I haven’t attended many banquets and I’m afraid of getting you into trouble!”

Although she grew up in the Miller family, she was just an illegitimate daughter in the eyes of the Miller f amily: Beck never took her to any banquet. She was afraid that she would offend the wrong people if sh e had

no idea what to do.

Cynthia, holding the invitation, looked down at her toes at a loss. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Suddenly reaching out to touch her hair, Alston rubbed her hair hard for a moment. The feel of her silky hair under his palm made him flutter.

“Nobody dares to trouble you with me by your side. You should try not to get out of my sight after the pa

starts.”

His tone was domineering and gentle. Cynthia subconsciously looked up, only to find that he had walked

away with a tall and dashing back.

Cynthia was a little confused and thought, “I really don’t get Alston. Sometimes he is as cold as ice, and

sometimes he is very gentle. Why does he have to be like this?”

In the evening, Cynthia made a reservation at the restaurant opposite the hospital, called Helen and ask

her to have dinner together.

Dylan and Cynthia saw Helen rushing in after they waited in the restaurant at the appointed time for half an

hour

“Sorry, I’m late!”

Cynthia hurriedly pulled Helen over to take a sit. However, Cynthia suddenly heard Helen gasping in pai

Cynthia was stunned, and hurriedly let go of her wrist. “What’s the matter? Am I pulling too hard?”

Helen smiled and shook her head, “I’m fine!”

She looked very pale and they could tell that she was obviously lying. Cynthia frowned and lifted her sle

directly. The next second, Cynthia saw bruises all over her wrists, and asked in a cold voice, “What’s go

on? Who did this?”