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

Chapter 45

At first, Aveline was puzzled by why Nora suddenly had such a big reaction and even fell to the ground. It turned out that she was faking the current situation.

She had known that Alexander was about to come back, so it was no wonder the child appeared here.

It was no wonder she would fall down while holding the child, and even at that angle, the child would definitely be injured!

In

order to achieve her goal, she was so ruthless, using the child as her bargaining chip.

When she saw Jamie about to fall, her body reacted faster than her consciousness. She caught Jamie in time, letting him crash heavily into her.

A part of his weight landed right on the arm where she had an IV port installed. The doctor had repeatedly instructed her not to lift heavy objects or hurt her arm.

When the child fell, she couldn’t care about all that. Although the other party was not a newborn baby, he was still so small. She didn’t even think about her own body.

Descending at such a fast speed, everything seemed to spin around her, and her arm was so painful it felt like her heart was being torn apart.

When she opened her eyes and saw the child lying in her arms, looking at her with a pair of big curious eyes, Aveline finally breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, he was fine.

Aveline, “Miss Blackwood, I know you hate me, but Jamie is just a child. How could you not

like she had just rushed

too tired to argue anymore. She was sweating profusely from the

didn’t blame Aveline for anything. He squatted down and picked up Jamie, but Jamie didn’t want

anxiously mumbling a bunch of incomprehensible words.

Chapter 45

cold gaze fell on Jamie’s face. Although he was just a baby, he

he looked at Aveline, seemingly wanting her to hold him.

hands, but the child continued to cry have any contact with him.

not wanting

him here specifically to find you. I didn’t expect

interrupted her incessant talk, displeased. “I’ll

you back.”

body was like that of an old lady in her seventies. After

to help her, so she looked at Alexander and said, “Alexander, can you…”

at her indifferently. “I’ll

his cold back, a helpless smile appearing on her lips.

he knew he was pretending to be in pain, he would still come over to comfort