Chapter 275 Heâs Your Father When Gigi saw Alston handing the handkerchief to Cynthia, her face was filled with anger.
âDidnât he lose his memory? Why did he suddenly treat Cynthia so well? Did he remember something?â
Gigi panicked when she thought about it. But after careful observation, she found that Alston didnât look like he was recovering his memory, but rather a habit.
Aware of this, she grabbed her skirt and flew into a rage.
âHe has lost his memory, but he still remembers being kind to Cynthia. Could it be that he loved her so much before? If he loves her, itâs no wonder he is indifferent to me.â Gigi thought.
Alston and Cynthia were immersed in their feelings and did not notice Gigi.
Lorenz didnât have deep feelings for Alston, so he was the first to react. He hammered him on the chest, and his face was full of excitement, âSmith, youâre back. It has been three years, I thought you were dead. Do you know that Cynthia is worried about you...â
Lorenz was very excited and talked a lot incoherently. Alston looked at him with a frown. In the past three years, he often dreamed about some things, but they were all irrelevant. He never thought of the important things related to his life experience.
Even his name, he only remembered that his name was âAlstonâ!
Looking at the strange expressions of this man and woman, he was faintly excited. They seemed to know his life experience.
The excited man in front of him called himself âSmithâ, so his surname was âSmithâ!
Cynthia finally came out of her mood. She ran forward, hugged Alston, buried her face in his arms and burst into tears.
This kind of crying was neither forbearing, nor was it pretentious like Gigi. She was crying loudly, her voice. was hoarse and her whole body trembled. The mixture of excitement and sadness made her cry out of breath.
Just like Keller just did.
At first, Alston held up his hands, afraid to move. But gradually, he felt the womanâs mood, and his shirt was wet with her tears, which made him feel very upset.
He slowly put his hands on Cynthiaâs shoulders, and finally put his arms around her. His voice was hoarse, full of distress, âDonât cry, donât cry!â
His voice was soft, comforting the woman in his arms, like she was a child.
Cynthia cried for a long time, and wiped her tears on Alstonâs white shirt. Looking at her swollen eyes, looked exactly like Keller. Alston couldnât help laughing.
He has a neat freak and hates being touched. But this woman wiped her tears and snot on his white shirt. He only felt helpless and distressed, but he didnât feel disgusted at all. It was really strange.
âAlston, you still know come back. Itâs been three years. We all thought you were dead. Do you know... Why are you coming so late? Do you know what you missed? Our children are three and a half years old, you just came back.â
Cynthia hammered his chest, and wept bitterly, venting her accumulated emotions over the past three years. The tears were going to flow again as she spoke.
Alston was in a daze now. What she said made him feel a little dizzy.
He was envious of the two kidsâ parents before. When he heard what this woman said, so he was the father of the two children?
This woman was his wife?
He felt so happy now!
The two kids were walking around in a hurry. Just now, their mom cried so sadly. They were both shocked. After a while, she stopped crying. But now, she was about to cry again after saying a few words.
Keller didnât understand, thinking that this man bullied her mom. She raised her little fist and hammered on Alstonâs leg, âHmph, I donât like you anymore. You bullied my mom. I donât like you!â
Then, she hugged her momâs leg. Her little face was limp, like white cotton candy. She looked so sweet and cute, âMom, donât cry. Did the bad man bully you? I didnât like him now. Letâs go home. Iâll give you all my toys and snacks!â
She liked snacks, but Cynthia didnât allow her to eat more, so she saved them up like treasures. Seeing her mother crying now, she also felt sad and wanted to give all her treasures to make mom laugh!
Cynthia was so moved. She hugged Keller and rubbed her face, âSilly girl, he is not a bad man. He is your dad!â
âDad?â Kellerâs eyes widened suddenly, âAre you the man who makes my mom hide under the quilt and cry every night?â
Alston and Cynthia were both stunned.
Cynthia was embarrassed. She didnât expect her daughter to find out that she was crying under the quilt.
Alston couldnât express what he felt in his heart, looking at Cynthia felt distressed and moved.
âIf you are such a dad, I donât want you. I donât want a dad who makes my mom cry.â Keller looked at Alston, her eyes were full of determination.
Cynthia was so moved, but she couldnât make Keller hate Alston. She hugged her and stuffed her into Alstonâs arms, rubbing her hair, âIâm not crying because he bullied mom, itâs because I miss him so much. Your dad had an accident, and he couldnât go home. But now heâs back. He will play with toys with you, read bedtime story, and stay together with us.â
you a Keller has always believed in her mom. She looked at Alston suspiciously.
Alston hugged her and lifted her up. Keller liked to be held high, so she was immediately coaxed by him, laughing and screaming with excitement.
Cynthia felt relieved when she saw that her daughter had no ties to Alston.
She felt that the hem of her dress was being pulled, looked down, and found that it was Desmond. His face was tense, and he frowned when he saw Alston holding Keller high.
Cynthia squatted down and stroked his curly hair, âYou want your dad to hold you high?â
âNo!â Desmond refused directly.
Surprise flashed across Cynthiaâs face, âYou donât like him?â
Desmond looked at her uneasy expression and pursed his lips. His mom wanted him to like this strange âdadâ, but he didnât want to make mom unhappy!
He squeezed his fingers, lowered his head and whispered, âI donât dislike him. Iâm just not used to it.â
Cynthia knew her son well. He was almost four years old, and he was much more mature than his peers. He was not good at expressing his feelings, and he always thought too much. Of course, she knew what he was thinking right now.
She sighed, and hugged her son and kissed his tender cheeks, âMy dear, you donât have to force yourself. When you get to know your dad well, you will like him. He likes you very much. Bookmark NovelsReads.com for more chapters and latest upadte When you and Keller were young, he was very kind to you, and looked forward to watching you grow up. It must be a pity that he didnât watch you grow up.â
Listening to his momâs words, Desmond wrapped his arms around her neck, rubbed his face against her neck, and said, âMom, I will get used to it, and when I get to know him well, maybe I will like him.â
Cynthia felt that her heart melted into a marshmallow.
The onlookers had dispersed, and Lorenz stood aside and looked at them with a smile in his eyes. Suddenly, he felt an unfriendly look behind him, turned his head and saw Gigi standing there. She looked at Cynthiaâs family with malice and envy.
He frowned, and his tone was cold, âWhy are you still here!â
Gigi was taken aback. After recovering, she gave a weird smile, ignored Lorenz, and walked to the side of Cynthia.
There was a trace of weirdness in her shrill voice. âHave you made out enough?â
When Alston held Keller and saw her coming, he remembered that she was still there. He stopped laughing and gave her a hard look. âShut up!â
Gigi shivered in fright and pursed her lips. But when she looked at the beautiful Cynthia beside her, a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.
Although she cried miserably just now, she looked even more beautiful at this time. She restrained her aggressive aura, and her eyes were as red as a rabbit, which added a delicate beauty.
How could a woman be so beautiful!?
Gigi touched her belly, and her eyes darkened. âAlston, you canât leave me alone when you see another beautiful woman.â
Alston frowned. He guessed what Gigi wanted to do. He looked anxiously at Cynthia.