My Sleeping Beauty Husband

Chapter 49

Chapter 49 Slap Yourself

“I don’t know her!”

Ivan screamed. He was in a panic because he didn’t expect Alston to notice that woman.

He remembered Alston just went upstairs with Buck. How could Alston see that woman?

Ivan got shifty eyes but met Cynthia’s blank stare, and he paused.

It must be Cynthia! It must be Cynthia who found it!

Damn it!

Intense hatred welled up in Ivan’s eyes but disappeared for an instant. He prayed that he was not monitored

when talking with that woman.

But it didn’t happen. Ivan and that woman were caught red– handed while talking, and their looks and actions

were clear.

“Is there anything else you want to say?” Alston looked at him coldly and said, “If you still want to quibbl e, I

will ask a lip linguist to come over.”

Ivan lowered his head and couldn’t say a word anymore

“Tell me how to solve this problem!” Alston turned to Clare.

Clare became the center of attention, and he felt so shameful. His face flushed, and he said, “Ivan is yo ung.

Please forgive his impetuosity.”

“Uncle Clare!” Alston interrupted him relentlessly with a cold voice. “Cynthia is my wife, and she is youn ger than Ivan. Did he have any worries before humiliating Cynthia? If you don’t punish him, he will do th e same vicious thing again and get us into trouble. I think it won’t be good for us.”

Alston’s words placed Clare in a dilemma. He couldn’t help frowning, and his face darkened. “What do you

want to do?” he asked.

Clare’s words were what Alston wanted him to say. Alston turned and pointed to the slapping print on Dave’s face. “Dave has slapped himself for expressing his a pology. Since Ivan is the instigator…” he said.

Hearing what Alston said, Ivan got a bad feeling.

Then Alston’s cold voice rose.

“Ivan, slap yourself eight times, and we will count. After slapping, I will overlook your mistakes.”

Ivan suddenly raised his head, and his reddened eyes were filled with vicious hatred.

Alston once broke his hand when he attempted to assault Cynthia, but no one saw his mess because h e was

in a box.

But this time, Alston let him slap himself, which was a true humiliation.

Clare was even angrier. He slammed the ornaments on the table to the ground, and his face flushed wit h anger. “Alston, you’d better think twice. Ivan is your cousin. How will he be perceived if he slaps hims elf in

front of others?”

Alston didn’t take Clare’s words seriously and laughed, “He didn’t regard Cynthia as his cousin’s wife. He didn’t respect me at all. Why should I give him respect? Moreover, Dave has slapped himself. Why can’t he?”

Dave quickly reacted when he heard it, “Yes, I have done. Ivan should slap himself too.”

Ivan and Clare truly realized they were in a dilemma.

Ivan lingered for a few minutes to slap himself. Alston impatiently looked at Ivan and Clare after he help ed

Cynthia comb her hair.

“What are you waiting for? Don’t waste our time!”

Lucien also said, “Millions of dollars per minute. If you waste our time, can you afford the money?”

Ivan clenched his fist tightly, and he knew he had no choice. He gritted his teeth severely and slapped.

himself.

“One!”

As the slap sounded, Alston counted a number indifferently. “Are you too weak to slap harder?”

Hearing this, Clare almost rushed up but was stopped by Ivan.

He glanced at Alston and Cynthia viciously and continued to slap. Alston still counted casually.

In the end, Ivan was numb and dull. All his precious arrogance and cruelty has been slapped away, whi ch

made him look unfathomable.

Cynthia frowned, and she felt Ivan’s strange emotions. She worried Ivan would go to extremes.

Alston didn’t care. After counting to “eight“, he let Ivan go.

Dave looked happy as if he had taken revenge. “I’m not lying. Ivan is the real b*stard. From now on, he is my enemy. I will never be at the same party with him!”

Just then, there was a commotion from the crowd of onlookers.

The woman who soiled Cynthia’s dress was pushed out from the crowd. She didn’t expect she would b e found

and quivered with fear.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. It is Mr. Ivan. He told me he would be my boyfriend if I poured wine on Mrs. Smith’s dress.

I……*

Seeing Alston’s face darkened, the woman became more panicky.

She was just a daughter of a small family. If she could become Ivan’s girlfriend, it would put her over th e top, so she agreed to Ivan’s promise without thinking.

But she didn’t expect so much to happen later, and her deal with Ivan was exposed directly. She becam e the

only sacrificial lamb..

She looked up and saw Cynthia standing quietly behind Alston. Suddenly, her eyes lit up. She thought

Cynthia looked soft and good–tempered.

Alston loved Cynthia so much. If Cynthia forgave her, Alston would let go of her.

Thinking of this, she went up to Cynthia, almost kneeling on the ground, and held Cynthia’s legs with h er

arms.

Cynthia was startled and wanted to retreat. The woman strapped Cynthia’s calves, and she couldn’t mov

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The woman looked up, and her face was covered with tears, which screwed up her makeup and made her

look pitiful.

“Mrs. Smith, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me. I will never do such a stupid thing again. If my family knew

Cynthia sipped her lips and wrinkled her eyebrows. What did she mean? Moral coercion?

Seeing this, Cherry couldn’t help gloating and saying, “Cynthia has always been kind, and she will certa

forgive you. After all, you didn’t mean to.”

Then she was happier because what she wanted to do was embarrass Cynthia.

Now that so many people are watching, Cynthia would choose to forgive that woman if she wanted to give others a good impression. But Cynthia would

Cherry felt satisfied because she thought it would be interesting to see Cynthia’s embarrassment.

“Mrs. Smith, she looks so pitiful. Please forgive her.”

“Mrs. Smith looks very kind and will not embarrass her!”

After Cherry’s words, onlookers began to persuade Cynthia in succession.

Lucien’s face fell.

The onlookers always pretended to be generous when they didn’t encounter something terrible.

Just when everyone thought Cynthia would forgive that woman, she suddenly said, “You ruined

my

dress!”

Cynthia lowered her head, and others couldn’t see her expression.

The woman paused and found she stepped on the dress again when she sprang at Cynthia.

There was another footprint on the gorgeous dress.

That woman was somehow more panicky. “I’m sorry.”

“Can you clean up the dirty marks by saying sorry?” Cynthia raised her head and expressed the same

indifference as Alston.

“I’m sorry. I’m not a kind and generous person. I’m narrow-minded, and I don’t want to forgive you!”