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

Chapter 49

Alexander didn’t expose her clumsy lie. He stood by the dining table and greeted her. “Come and eat after washing your hands.”

The light fell on the man, without the formal attire of a suit, the fluffy cashmere added a touch of warmth to him, and even his clear and refined face was no longer cold.

him was

In front of still the apron he bought for himself three years ago, as if nothing had changed.

Aveline smiled and ran towards him. Seeing that the table was filled with spicy dishes she used to love, if he had paid attention to the meals Auntie Helen made for her these days, he would know that her taste had changed.

He no longer paid as much attention to her as before. They tried their best to pretend that they were still living the same life as before, but it was clear that it was full of cracks and no longer the same.

Many things came to an end silently, just like his love. There was no answer, silence and distance were

the answer.

greasy food anymore, she had thought about this table of dishes for two

a person’s life starts counting down, she will cherish every meal she has had, because eating one meal means one

was truly happy or just pretending. Alexander could see through it with one glance. It

finally spoke, “Is the food

I was just thinking, how long has it been since

past, Alexander would definitely answer “forever“, but now he just looked at the snowflakes outside the window in silence.

Why did she have to ask such a stupid

was his bottom line..

Chapter 49

sharp pain struck her stomach. It had been a long time since she had eaten. anything spicy, and

time.” Aveline hurriedly

she vomited until everything turned dark. Looking at the large patches of bloodstains, she knew that she didn’t have much time left.

them. Fortunately, although her hair was falling out more than usual, as long as she stopped chemotherapy, it wouldn’t

looked at herself in the mirror, although she looked a bit pale and haggard,

surprisingly beautiful. Fortunately, she could leave this world beautifully.

the door and entered. The man wore gold–rimmed glasses.