Chapter 445 The Married Girl

Early the next morning when the alarm clock rang, Cynthia woke up and took a shower in the bathroom. With the splashing sound of water, Alston couldn't fall asleep either. He looked in the direction of the bathroom helplessly and got up too. In order not to steal the bride's limelight, Cynthia purposefully clothed herself in a low-key way, wearing a dress dotted with exquisite embroidery in a light color and an aura of tenderness, a delight to people's eyes. "Since you're wearing a dress, use this." Alston opened her jewelry case, picked out a hairpin, and handed it to Joyce behind Cynthia. Joyce smiled and took it over. She put Cynthia in a low bun and tied it with a hairpin. The gentle and beautiful tress streamed over her shoulders. Cynthia looked rather young. After such a dress-up, she was redolent of gentleness and maturity. When she lowered her head and smiled, Alston's heart beat twice. He stroked the