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

Chapter 31

The long–lost nickname rang out, and Aveline seemed to be stunned, maintaining that posture and forgetting to react.

He didn’t know how much he had drunk to get so drunk, as if the two of them had never had a disagreement before, he habitually hugged Aveline.

Being held in his arms, Aveline felt the familiar and warm embrace of the man, which was a great shock

to her.

She tried to maintain her composure and reached out to push him away, but Alexander held her hand

and kissed it.

His lips, full of warmth, gently brushed against the back of her hand, murmuring, “Dear, where did you go? I’ve been looking for you for so long.”

Unable to hold back, tears fell from Aveline’s eyes. It seemed that all the tears of her life had dried up in

this year.

She forced herself to hold back the sadness and asked, “Didn’t you push me away yourself?”

with a hint of alcohol landed on her earlobe. “The person I love the most in my life is you. How could I bear

asked, “Alexander, take a good

light from the yard fell

you confused

her tears one by one, whispering, “Aveline, don’t cry. Who bullied

even harder. She didn’t know how much he

wouldn’t forget his hatred, let alone speak to

manner.

Chapter 31

her head in his embrace, sniffed, and tremblingly asked, “Alexander,

if I died?”

how could you die?”

life. No one can escape

sleep together, and be buried

helpless smile on her lips. “You’re just talking nonsense. I’m afraid that as

placing it on his chest. With no fabric to cover it, his firm and elastic

“Thump, thump, thump.”

was beating fast, like

“Can you hear it? It beats for you. If you die, it will die