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

Chapter 34

Aveline was becoming more and more confused about this man. He changes his face faster than flipping through a book.

In the past, it was him who wanted a divorce, but now whenever divorce is mentioned, it’s still him who changes his expression. Could it be that he has been psychologically disturbed by his sister’s death and is experiencing early menopause?

After Alexander finished washing up and left, Aveline was still lying in bed, leaving him with her back.

There was no affectionate farewell like before, only the sound of a cold door closing.

Aveline knew that her body was too weak these days and it was inconvenient to do anything, so she

didn’t resist much.

The only thing that hasn’t changed in this marriage is the enthusiastic Auntie Helen. Every day, she wears an apron and prepares delicious food for her with a careful hand.

“Madam, I stewed a red date and ginseng soup to nourish your energy and blood today. Please drink

more.”

Aveline smiled gently, “Auntie Helen, can you make some fish soup for me?”

“Alright.”

heavy snow has filled the courtyard. Madam, aren’t you going out to play in the snow? I remember you used to love playing snowball fights with the young

not going, I’ll take a nap.”

In the past, Aveline didn’t like eating fish and was quite lively. How come she has been so listless lately, like a frostbitten eggplant? Not to mention going out of the front door, she hasn’t even stepped out of

Aveline was just throwing a tantrum with

diminished. Every day, she would replenish a large

blood cells and red blood cells:

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would come back to sleep every day, but there was no communication between them. They would sleep back to back at night,

his thoughts. Today, her body is much better than a few days ago. Looking

the master bedroom and entered Alexander’s study. She was entering the password when

days, Auntie Helen would lend her phone to play with for a while because she felt sorry

but even Benjamin couldn’t

Delilah’s death.

to take a risk and check Alexander’s

failed. Unexpectedly, Auntie Helen said, “Madam, the study door was broken before, and the password

me help you.”

Helen wiped her hands on her apron and

her actions.

Helen’s eyes, the two of them were just quarrelling children. How could she know ábout their grievances?

“Thank you.”

for? I’ll go make