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,

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was disgusting.

need to hold onto your dignity? If I were you, I’d let it go. Has

If you’re so fond of

the two women argued, the ring flew out of the box, arcing through the air, and landed on the ground with

rolled to a pair

the door.

to pick it up, and a drop of rain fell on her neck,

of Alexander. He still held the black umbrella, with raindrops falling gently from the curved canopy

wool coat accentuated

sunlit field wearing a white shirt, as though he were standing at the center of her

a

while she was insignificant like

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

her finger, except for removing it during showers, she had never taken it off

she wouldn’t have resorted to this, but the precious. possession

ring; he was stepping on all

you arrived just in time. I saw

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expression remained icy, and his frigid gaze fell on Aveline’s frustrated face as he asked coldly, “Are you selling this

back her tears, clenching her lips to prevent herself from crying.

into a mocking smile. “I remember how important this ring was to you, Aveline. It seems your love for it wasn’t as deep as you claimed. To

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

perfectly matched under the bright fluorescent

like

wanted to give him

fought through the pain and picked up the ring. She returned to the counter, retrieving the

in front of Alexander, even though she was on the verge of passing out from

she walked past Alexander, she muttered softly, “Just like Mr. Sterling, I once considered it my destiny. Now, it’s merely a stone I can exchange for money.”

quite right with her. Sweat was trickling down her pale forehead, and her