Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 13

Nora, wearing an exquisite white cashmere coat, looked gentle and elegant, her ears adorned with Australian white pearls.

Just her shawl around her neck was worth tens of thousands. The saleswoman quickly approached her. “Mrs. Sterling, is Mr. Sterling not accompanying you to select jewelry today?”

“Mrs. Sterling, we’ve received the latest arrivals. Each piece is suitable for you.

“Mrs. Sterling, the jade you asked me to hold for you has arrived. You should try it on; it will complement your complexion beautifully.

The saleswomen addressed her as “Mrs. Sterling” one after another, and Nora looked at Aveline with a triumphant smile, declaring her victory.

Everyone knew that Alexander doted on her like a treasure, but they didn’t realize that Aveline was the

one he had married officially

Aveline’s hands, hanging at her sides, clenched into fists. Why did she have to meet the person she least

wanted to see at her most miserable moment?

Nora gently asked, “Selling such high–quality rings for cash might lead to a significant loss.”

Aveline reached out and took the ring box. Her face turned ashen. “I’m not selling it.”

“Not selling it? What a pity. I quite like this ring, and considering our previous meeting, I was willing to pay a high price for it. Miss Blackwood, aren’t you short of money?”

The way Nora said this made Aveline realize that Nora had exploited her weakness.

The saleswomen around tried to persuade her, “Miss, this is Mr. Sterling’s fiancee, so Miss Blackwood, you can be sure she will give you a good price. You won’t even have to go through our usual process to get the money.”

The repeated use of “Mrs. Sterling” was truly ironic. She had once sworn to herself that she wouldn’t get a divorce, but a year later, she had become the talk of the town. Aveline felt that her marriage to Alexander

had turned into a calculated farce.

with a smiling face. “Miss Blackwood, why don’t you name

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disgusting. Aveline’s eyebrows furrowed. “I’m not selling it.”

your dignity? If

words are truly amusing. If you’re so fond of taking things, why don’t you

flew out of the box, arcing through the air, and landed on

retrieve it, but the ring rolled to a pair of exquisitely crafted leather shoes

the door.

drop of rain fell

eyes of Alexander. He still held the black umbrella, with

coat accentuated his sharp and impeccable

was transfixed as she remembered the first time she saw him. He had been twenty years old, standing in a sunlit field wearing a white shirt, as though he were standing at

knitted sweater, her fine texture making her look even slimmer, with a sharp chin that seemed

his magnificence, while she was insignificant like dust.

about to reach for the ring, froze in place. This ring had been

on her finger, except for removing it during showers, she

wouldn’t have resorted to this, but the precious. possession she treasured was now considered worthless

stepping on the ring; he was stepping on all

explained, “Alexander, you arrived just

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his frigid gaze fell on Aveline’s frustrated face as

from crying. “Yes, Mr. Sterling, are you

a mocking smile. “I remember how important this ring was to you, Aveline. It seems your

stomach, triggering her nerves. As the tumor grew, the pain had intensified from a mild

so perfectly matched under the

like

argue further. Even if she wanted to give him her whole heart, a man who had changed his heart wouldn’t care.

the ring. She returned to

the verge of passing out from pain. She maintained her determined stride even as her steps

“Just like Mr. Sterling, I once considered it

Sweat was trickling down her pale forehead, and her complexion had