Chapter 21
Chapter 21 Alike
"This is impossible!" Hulda turned pale and said subconsciously, "You chose me. How could you shoot her if you didn't try to save me?"
Alston's expression was indifferent. As the heir to his family, on every vacation, he was sent to train with the military by his father ever since he was little. The Smith family also had a training place, so Alston had never missed a single day of hard training except for that four months when he was in a coma. He had absolute trust in his marksmanship, and he would never let Cynthia die as long as he was allowed to shoot.
The shot seemed to go straight to Cynthia's heart, but he had calculated the range and angle. It would only cause a minor injury and never endanger her life. He knew Jeff definitely had another plan, so Alston used one shot to distract Jeff's attention from Cynthia so that the danger she encountered would be minimal.
He would be at ease only if everything were under his control.
"I'm good at shooting and won't let her die."
Hulda understood his words immediately.
She remembered Alston's shooting results during the military training at school, and her face.
became paler.
Hulda panicked. This was completely different from what she had thought. She thought that Alston. still had feelings for her, so he chose to protect her. It turned out that everything was just her
illusion.
She struggled to think about every detail, and her voice began to tremble. "You rushed down from the wheelchair to protect me, regardless of your own legs. This... isn't this because you like me? You were obviously protecting me!"
Alston frowned when she mentioned this. He didn't want to reveal the news that his leg had recovered so early. The previous plan was to drive his Uncle Clare out of the company gradually. But Alston didn't expect Cynthia to be kidnapped. To prevent any further troubles, he had to speed
up the process.
"Jeff wanted me to suffer, so he certainly would focus on attacking me. And the other target was you. Although I had arranged an ambush, you were still involved because of me." Alston apologized, "This was our fault. If you want anything, ask for it. As long as you don't go too
far."
How did this happen?
Hulda's brain was a little dizzy. The sunshine warmed up the room, but she felt coldness in her
bones.
"Miss Taylor, I'll leave now if there's nothing else. If you need anything, ask the nurse directly, and Greg will arrange it.'
Alston saw Hulda lower her head; he was worried about Cynthia's situation and ready to leave.
He heard the footsteps behind him when he turned around. Hulda rushed out of bed and hugged
Alston's waist behind him.
Alston's eyes suddenly cooled down, clenched her arms, and shook her off immediately. "Miss Taylor, didn't you hear what I just said? I'm married. I hope you can respect yourself." Hulda noticed his tender tone when he mentioned Cynthia, and she almost couldn't hold back her jealousy when she heard him call her Miss Taylor.
"Alston, so many excellent girls confessed to you ten years ago, but you chose me. How could you let me be your girlfriend if you didn't like me? You clearly had feelings for me..." Hulda became more and more excited as she spoke. "Also, if you don't like me, why did you choose. Cynthia as your wife? She looks so similar to me!"
When Hulda said this, her eyes were full of confidence.
No matter what Alston said before, this point cannot be refuted. Hulda thought Alston might not realize that he still had feelings for her, so that was the reason why he asked Cynthia, who looked
like her a lot, to be his wife.
"Don't you remember the situation ten years ago, Miss Taylor?"
Alston looked at her with his face even colder than before, and there was no other unnecessary
emotion in his eyes.
"We had never been together. Do you want me to help you remember how those rumors came out, Miss Taylor?"
Alston's eyes were full of coldness, and he looked at Hulda impatiently.
When Alston was 16 years old, his father died in an air crash, leaving the Smith Group to him. The
company's share price plummeted, and some shareholders saw that he was just a kid, so they united with other opponent companies, forcing him to give up.
To stabilize the company, Alston had to learn how to take control. So he spent all day studying and had no time to care about anything else. Then, there were rumors about him dating Hulda because he had accidentally helped her once.
These rumors helped him resist a lot of trouble, so he didn't deal with it. Hulda thought Alston acquiesced and always regarded herself as his girlfriend. It wasn't until a few months later, when she went abroad, that those rumors gradually disappeared.
After a long time, Alston inadvertently learned that Hulda herself had spread the rumor.
They had no so-called relationship after all. It was ridiculous that Hulda even mentioned this
nonsense.
Hulda recalled the past from her memory. Her face was ashen, and her eyes were dazed.
"Those rumors spread too much; even you believed them!" Alston's expression was indifferent, and his tone was sarcastic. "Also, I found out that my mother found you and gave you a lot of
money."
"You used that money to study abroad, didn't you?"
Hulda's eyes were flustered, her neck shrank, and her face was full of guilt.
Indeed, the Smith family gave Hulda a million because of this fake rumor so that she could get rid of her low-income family. But she spread those rumors, and Alston didn't deny it, so she always thought Alston had feelings for her.
Hulda looked at his cold expression, and her lips trembled slightly. "What about Cynthia? She looks
like me a lot..."
Alston's eyes warmed slightly when he heard Cynthia's name. He looked at Hulda and smiled. ironically.
"You misunderstood again, Miss Taylor. It's not that she looks like you. It's you who looks like
her."
Hulda's eyes suddenly widened, and she sank to the ground in a daze. "How is that possible? I don't
believe it..."
When Alston woke up and saw Cynthia, he also felt that she was quite familiar. When she begged him to stay in the Smith family, he was not a compassionate person, but somehow he still agreed. Later, when he went to the Miller family, he saw Cherry standing with Cynthia and remembered. that he had seen Cynthia at Cherry's birthday party.
It turned out that Cynthia was the little girl who was shrinking in the corner and eagerly looking at
the cake.
Their relationship has been meant to be ever since they were kids.
The ward was so quiet when Alston's phone suddenly rang. He picked up and heard Greg's anxious
voice.
"Mr. Smith, Mrs. Smith is awake. Hurry up! By the way, she may have some misunderstanding about you. You must explain everything to her."
Greg remembered Cynthia's expression and told him solemnly.
Alston was shocked for a second and hurried to the door.
Just as he got to the door, Hulda's sharp scream came from behind. "Alston, stop!"
"What else do you want?" Alston turned to her impatiently, his eyes full of irritability and
depression.
Hulda's heart trembled. But thinking of her plan, she stared at him directly. "Alston, if you want to keep Cynthia around, don't go." "What do you mean?"
Alston's aura was freezing. He hated being threatened by others. How dared Hulda speak such
words?