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?”

even tighter, his lips with a hint of alcohol landed on her earlobe. “The person I love the most in my

take a good

the yard fell on her face. Alexander saw the glistening tears in the corners of

you confused from sleep?”

by one, whispering, “Aveline, don’t cry. Who bullied you? Hubby will help you beat him to

cry even harder. She didn’t

of sobriety, he wouldn’t forget his hatred, let alone speak to her in such a childish

manner.

Chapter 31

his embrace, sniffed, and tremblingly asked,

if I died?”

how could

it’s a part of life. No one

with you, sleep

on her lips. “You’re just talking nonsense. I’m afraid that as soon as I die, you’ll immediately celebrate by marrying someone else.”

as Alexander heard this, he became displeased and quickly sat up, holding her hand and placing it on his chest. With

“Thump, thump, thump.”

fast, like a

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