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

Chapter 27

Chapter 27

Aveline raised her head, a hint of disdainful smile flashed in her eyes. “Mr. Sterling, you have quite the skill in asking questions. Wasn’t it you who asked for a divorce?”

Alexander clearly ignored her words and approached Aveline with a chilling aura. “Have you been with him these past few days?”

At such a close distance, Aveline could clearly see the coldness in his dark and thick eyelashes, the bloodshot veins on his white eyes, and the fierce expression on his face.

Aveline denied, “No, it’s just that it’s difficult to find a Uber these days, and Ryan happened to be passing by and gave me a ride.”

Alexander sneered, his thin lips curling up. “Aveline, when you lie, your eyes tend to look upwards. You’ve had this habit until now, go after a year of resistance, abandoning your

critically ill father just for that and suddenly you!

man?”

Aveline didn’t want to explain. The more excuses she made, the more he would feel that she was trampling on his intelligence.

So Aveline quickly changed the topic, “It doesn’t matter, let’s just get a divorce first.”

Before she could take a step, Alexander had already grabbed her wrist. He didn’t use much force, but Aveline felt a piercing pain, and she looked at him with displeasure, furrowing her brows.

Alexander’s face showed madness, his voice cold and chilling. “Before, I thought that divorce would be the best punishment for you. But now, I’ve changed my mind.”

Aveline was stunned. “What are you talking about?”

Alexander looked at her with an evil expression. “I suddenly don’t want a divorce anymore.”

His slender fingers caressed her cheek as he lowered his gaze and said coldly, “Mrs. Sterling, are you happy?”

If it had been half a month ago, Aveline would have been very happy to know that Alexander didn’t want a divorce. But after knowing the truth, his touch only made Aveline feel disgusted.

“Let go! Alexander, I want to divorce you, right now.”

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easily lifted her up. The harbor that used to shelter her from the wind and rain now only left Aveline with endless resistance.

go of me, Alexander, have you

mention the fact that Aveline was as fragile as paper now and had no power to

the back seat of the car by Alexander. This struggle felt like intense exercise for Aveline, and she

I want to

you to suffer. Do you think I’m stupid enough to let you have fun with other men while married to me? I really underestimated you. You said you would rather die than divorce me, but as soon as you turned around, you found another man. Are

headache. Being provoked like this by him felt

her heart.

divorce before, and now that I’m granting your wish, why are you acting like this? You’ve been unfaithful to me for a long

fiercely, his voice without a ripple. “Everyone in this world

exuding silent pressure, and his voice carried a cruel indifference. “Whether we

he leaned forward, his tie fell and landed on both sides of Aveline’s cheeks. His exquisite woolen coat was perfectly smooth, without a single wrinkle.

car turned around the divider, and Aveline’s gaze fell on the line of cars on the opposite side. Right in front of the queue was a crashed Cayenne, and wasn’t that Ryan’s

car?

had just dropped her off and immediately got into an accident. Aveline’s face

foolish as can be, there was no way he would stop the

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deaf and ignored everything.

to forcefully open the car door, but her wrist was

the man speak slowly,

crazy? Ryan only takes care of me a little more at the hospital because we graduated from the same school. We have no relationship whatsoever. Why are you

His voice came out coldly, “Because… the more upset you are,

at his shirt, filled with anger but already exhausted. She forced herself to stay focused and said, “Alexander, my father sponsored Delilah’s education. Even if they have some kind of relationship, I believe he would never

smiling just a second ago, turned into

right do you have to mention that name?”

against the hard car door. Her already weak body felt like it was falling apart. She weakly leaned against the side, suppressing the pain coming

obviously sensitive to this name, which meant she hadn’t