My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols

Chapter 294 Call Me Dad

After washing, Cynthia and Alston went downstairs holding their daughter and son.

Keller nestled in Cynthia’s arms and whispered in her ear, “Mom, dad made the breakfast today. It

smells so good. Even

Desmond can’t wait to eat it.”

Desmond blushed a little and snorted lightly, “It’s Keller who can’t wait to eat it!” He would not admit he

had a craving for

breakfast.

Keller didn’t deny it either. She nodded her round, chubby cheek and said sweetly, “Yes. I want to eat

the breakfast cooked by

dad. It smells so good!”

Hearing the childish talk of her daughter and son, Cynthia looked at Alston and raised her eyebrows.

She didn’t know Alston

could cook.

Alston’s ears turned red under her gaze, and he coughed shyly. “It’s not as good as the servant’s cook.

It’s elementary. I hope you can like it.”

Cynthia smiled, with small dimples on her cheeks. “I like everything you cook and will finish eating it.”

The four of them went downstairs and suddenly saw someone sitting at the dinner table. It was Gigi.

She was enjoying a plate of fried eggs and toast. Alston’s face darkened, and he walked over quickly,

snatching the breakfast

from her hand.

Alston’s move brought Gigi up short. After seeing Alston was full of anger, an edgy look flashed across

her eyes, and she asked knowingly, “What… What’s the matter?”

“Who told you to eat this?” Alston’s eyes were full of impatience, and Desmond, in his arms, looked at

Gigi in disgust like him.

“Bad woman. My father cooked this breakfast for my mother. How can you eat it?”

His voice was crisp, but he made no secret of disliking her.

Gigi clenched her fist tightly. After hearing his words, she wished to strangle Desmond to death, but

she suppressed her anger and hatred forcefully. Panic flashed in her eyes, and she stood up in a flurry.

“I’m sorry. I… I didn’t mean it. I didn’t know Alston made it for Cynthia.”

When she woke up in the morning, Gigi saw Alston preparing breakfast. She was jealous, especially

when she knew he cooked. it for Cynthia. Over the past three years, she never knew Alston could

cook. She was jealous of Cynthia enjoying his special

treatment.

Jealousy surged within Gigi. She took advantage of him going upstairs and purposely ate the breakfast

he made for Cynthia.

She acted pitifully, clutching the hem of her skirt with a panicked look. Seeing this scene, the few

innocent maids felt a little distressed, wondering if Alston had made a big fuss.

Alston looked at the toast that had been bitten several times, frowning deeply.

Cynthia walked over with her daughter in her arms. Seeing this scene, she also felt uncomfortable.

Initially, she was willing to let Gigi live at their home because she had been punished for Alston. But

now, whenever she saw her, she would feel highly

disgusted.

This feeling couldn’t be changed no matter how she tried, which confused her.

Cynthia thought maybe it was because they were naturally unfit to be friendly. Besides, her

covetousness for Alston was too evident, so she instinctively disgusted her.

“I don’t want to eat breakfast at home. Keller, Desmond, how about we go out to eat? We can have

your favorite food.”

Cynthia said to the two kids tenderly. Although Keller and Desmond felt a little pity that they didn’t eat

the food made by their father, they still nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Alston’s anger towards Gigi reached its peak. He threw the plate with breakfast into the

trash can.

Then he held Desmond in one hand and Cynthia’s waist in the other and said, “Let’s go. I will go out to

eat with you.”

The two children were thrilled, mainly Keller, who immediately cheered.

They had never eaten out with their mother and father before, so they were excited.

Gigi clenched her fists tightly, and her heart was full of resentment. She was only jealous of Cynthia at

first, but now because of psychological imbalance, she hated Cynthia to death, wishing Cynthia would

die early and that she would take her place.

“Alston, I’m sorry, It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have eaten Cynthia’s breakfast. I didn’t know you made it for

Cynthia. I’m sorry.”

She held the dining table and bowed to apologize helplessly, with her lower abdomen slightly

protruding. Tears streamed down her face, making her look pitiful.

A maid couldn’t bear it anymore and stepped forward to speak for her. “Mr. Smith, Mrs. Smith. Miss

Arnett didn’t mean it. When she went to eat, we were all busy and didn’t remind her, so she made a

mistake. Please forgive her. She is pitiful.”

When Cynthia saw the maid pleading mercy for Gigi, she couldn’t help but smile lightly. She didn’t

expect Gigi was so good at drawing people over to her side. It didn’t take long to let a maid plead for

her.

Gigi was also very proud that this maid pleaded mercy for her. The maid was unfamiliar, so she should

be new here. After she was scolded by Alston last night, she restrained her temper a lot and carefully

tried to please everyone in the Smith family, including the servants.

When being targeted by Alston and the others, she deliberately showed weakness. As she expected,

someone took the initiative. to speak for her.

As soon as Gigi felt complacent, she heard Alston say coldly, “You are the servant of the Smith family!”

Alston’s words brought the maid up short, and before she could react, she heard Alston say, “Your

hosts are only my wife and me. What qualifies you to intervene when we are talking? Since you are

protecting an outsider like this, you don’t have to stay in the Smith family anymore. I never like people

who live off the Smith family while helping outsiders.”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone dragged the maid out without even waiting for her to react.

Gigi’s heart sank, and a chill was down her spine.

She had stayed with Alston for three years, and Alston’s indifference and unkindness were nothing

unfamiliar to her, but she had never seen him treat anyone like this. A sense of oppression from a

superior person was instantly aroused, making her

terrified.

The current Alston was his true self.

Those present who had sympathized with Gigi just now instantly curbed their sympathy and lowered

their heads obediently.

Alston didn’t change. Even if he had been missing for three years and lost memory, his overbearing

and ruthlessness would always be there.

Cynthia was in a good mood. Then she stepped forward to hold Alston’s wrist and said softly, “Alston,

I’m so hungry. Let’s go

out.”

Alston’s indifferent expression instantly changed into tenderness. “Okay, I’m hungry too.”

Desmond was so surprised that Alston could change his expression so fast. “He seems not bad. What

he did just now is indeed. cool. He can protect my mother,” Desmond couldn’t help but think secretly.

Although Desmond didn’t say anything, his heart was proud of Alston. He thought Alston was powerful

enough to be his

father.

Keller unabashedly kissed Alston and rubbed her tender cheek against Alston’s. Then she said

sweetly, “Dad, you are amazing. With dad, Mom and I won’t be picked on.”

Keller’s words brought Alston up short. “Do you often get picked on?”

As soon as Alston asked, Keller showed distress on her face. “When Desmond and I went out to play,

some children said we didn’t have a father and that they didn’t want to play with us. But mom told us

we have a father and that father will always like us. She said you are just too busy and will come and

see us when you are free…”

Keller smiled as she leaned out of Cynthia’s arms, hugging Alston’s neck. “Mom is right. Dad, you are

finally back. But you have been busy for too long. If it takes longer, I will forget you.”

Alston felt like a cotton ball was stuck in his throat, making him feel bitter and sad. He kissed each of

Desmond and Keller’s cheeks lightly and kissed Cynthia’s red lips.

“Desmond, Keller, I will see you grow, will protect you and your mother, and will never leave again.”

“Really?” Keller’s eyes lit up, and Desmond, who had always acted mature, also showed anticipation.

Alston nodded seriously. “Of course, I keep my word.”

The two kids laughed happily. Then Desmond hugged Alston’s neck awkwardly and whispered, “If you

break your promise, Keller, mom, and I will leave you.”

Looking at the serious look on Desmond’s face resembling his, Alston rubbed Desmond’s curly hair. “I

give you my word. Would you like to call me Dad? I haven’t heard it yet.”

Seeing Alston’s expectant eyes, Cynthia’s smiling face, and Keller’s encouragement, Desmond bit his

lower lip and muttered,

“Dad.”

He repeated this word countless times in his mind, and now he finally called it out.

He called Alston, daddy without any unwillingness. He hoped Alston would not let him down.