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

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Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Two recently heartbroken women teamed up, and Maya found handsome Tony. Tony was instantly taken by Aveline’s appearance and recommended the trendy hairstyle currently in demand.

Aveline promptly refused, saying, “Cut it short, the shorter, the better.”

“Miss, although the trend now is the cool and bold look, I personally think that too short hair might limit your style. How about keeping it shoulder–length? It not only makes you look younger but also suits

various occasions.”

“No need.”

“Miss’s hair is long and black; it’s been there for many years. Cutting it all off would be a shame,” Tony

sighed.

Aveline looked at her reflection in the mirror. Even though she had been sleep–deprived and her complexion was dull these days, her striking features couldn’t be hidden. Her long black hair, untouched. for years, cascaded down naturally, giving her a bewitching appearance.

Alexander liked her long hair. She hadn’t had it trimmed for years, so when she saw that Tony was reluctant to start cutting. Aveline picked up the scissors and said with a faint smile, “I’ll do it myself.”

Without any hesitation, she began snipping away, and the black strands of hair fell to the ground, as if severing the connection to that part of her youthful past.

“Alright, the rest is up to you,” Aveline handed the scissors back to Tony, letting him style her as he pleased.

Maya, with her new pink hair, saw Aveline’s new hairstyle. Her first reaction was astonishment, and her

second was admiration.

in everything, even if you wear a potato sack!

to buy her some unisex clothing. They strolled through the

to a store window and took a selfie, posting it on her social media with the caption, “A

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the steak she used to refrain from eating. Maya was delighted, saying, “Aveline, do you remember how we were back in high school? We were barely teenagers, and it seemed like the most challenging thing in the world

last time. She took a sip and said,

difficult.”

grade in high school at the age of thirteen.

not, let’s toast to our single life. Without that scumbag, I can buy

steaks for twenty dollars at the supermarket. I lived frugally to support his education. I gave my all for our future.

me this

has its problems. Aveline hadn’t even cleaned the snow in her own house yet. She could

home, but Maya insisted on taking her to the

and understood that Maya needed an outlet

year to recuperate, but returning to the United States after handling these matters didn’t mean

of her not surviving it had Aveline worried that she

a place. Maya was extremely excited,

attention; she was busy looking at a bold and vivid black horse painting in the lobby. Unbeknownst to her, Maya noticed her lack of interest and thought she was concerned about

Aveline was more focused on her upcoming chemotherapy,

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think about you? You’re divorced now, don’t

I have money

high, and she sold villas. A single transaction would often earn her tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands. Maya, being young, pretty, and resourceful, earned a considerable commission over the year. If she hadn’t been using that money to establish

in a while.