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?”

her earlobe. “The person I love the most in my

pushed him away and asked, “Alexander, take a

dark, the curtains were not drawn, and the faint light from the yard

you confused from

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

were childish, they made Aveline cry even harder. She didn’t know how

wouldn’t forget his hatred, let alone speak to her in

manner.

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head in his embrace, sniffed, and tremblingly asked, “Alexander, what would you

if I died?”

could you die?”

No one can escape from

you, sleep together,

talking nonsense. I’m afraid that as soon as I die, you’ll immediately celebrate by marrying someone else.”

he became displeased and quickly sat up, holding her hand and placing it on his chest. With no fabric to cover it, his firm and elastic skin pressed against her palm.

“Thump, thump, thump.”

was beating fast, like a drum.

above, Alexander, with a hint of alcohol, said very seriously, “Can you hear