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

Chapter 50

Once upon a time, there was a man who would spend half a year cultivating a rose garden just because of a few words from her. But now, he was unwilling to spend any more time on her, even dir was just a few days.

When he loved her, he loved her deeply. But when he stopped loving her, he became truly heard

Aveline gently tugged at the hem of his clothes and pleaded, “I don’t have much time left. Can you please

agree?”

“Aveline, don’t push your luck,” he coldly looked at her, thinking she was asking for a month’s mercilessly refused.

“Is this considered pushing my luck?” Aveline laughed at herself, “You just think that being with me it a waste of time, and you’re preparing for your engagement, right?”

Alexander casually tapped his long fingers on the table and looked at her, “Tve already told you that I’m be engaged soon.”

Although there wasn’t much expression on his face, Aveline understood the mockery in his eyes

what she had begged for, so she deserved

end, it was just

open and left. From behind her, she suddenly heard the man’s voice. “You

joy appeared on her face, “Then

Adam’s apple rolled lightly as

in Montez were relatively small, but she was satisfied that he could accompany her during her final moments.

night, and he gently fell asleep by her side. Aveline didn’t fall asleep, she curled

too close, afraid that he would notice the wound on

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as soon as he fell asleep, he turned over and slept on the other side of the bed, completely ignoring her. In the dim night, Aveline

herself, wanting to atone for her father’s sins in her final moments

psychiatric hospital to visit

victim.

of her strong self–harm tendencies, she was sent here two years ago. It was Aveline’s first time coming here, and it was much quieter than a regular hospital. Occasionally, she would see security personnel carrying explosive helmets and shields, as if they were ready for

visit someone, the nurse repeatedly reminded her to keep a certain distance from the patient.

Sheila was a quiet girl, her long hair