Chapter 351 Eat So Poorly

Alston took the people back to Smith's quickly. Seeing that the light in the living room was still on, he thought Cynthia had been waiting for him, so he hurried in, and he saw a small cutie huddled on the sofa. Cynthia fell asleep leaning on the sofa, curled up herself, looking much smaller than usual, with her delicate little face wrinkled, sleeping very restlessly. She still had the phone in her hand. Seeing this, Alston smiled, took a step forward, and took down the phone in her hand. Seeing the above call records for several days, all the calls were to him, it happened to be the time when the phone crashed, Alston was a little guilty, and more distressed. He sighed, leaned over and kissed Cynthia's face, and said softly, "I'm sorry for making you worry." What responded to him was Cynthia's sleepy grunt. Alston looked at her sleeping soundly, with a smile in his eyes, supported her back with