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.

this table of dishes for two years, so she

every meal she has

for so long, whether she was truly happy or just pretending. Alexander could see through it with one glance. It was obvious that she

quiet throughout the meal, finally spoke,

how long has it been since we last had a meal

answer “forever“, but now he

did she have to ask such a stupid question?

was his bottom line..

Chapter 49

time since

done eating, take your time.” Aveline hurriedly got up and went

turned dark. Looking at the large patches of bloodstains, she knew that she didn’t have much

her hair was falling out more than usual, as long as she stopped chemotherapy,

in the mirror, although she looked a bit

bigger, making her surprisingly beautiful. Fortunately, she could leave this world beautifully.

the study, and Aveline knocked on the door and entered. The man wore gold–rimmed glasses.