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

Chapter 52

Aveline inquired about the recent situation of several people, but there was no difference between the

information she found and the information she had on Alexander.

She had originally wanted to make up for those girls, but they either moved or returned to their hometowns, and now she couldn’t find anyone.

Aveline had no choice but to temporarily give up and wait until Sheila had rested before going to the mental hospital again.

After chatting with Mason for a while, Aveline looked at the sky outside and took a Uher home.

It was the peak hour, and Aveline leaned against the car window, closing her eyes to relax. The local channel of the Uber was playing the news, and she heard a news report about the “St. Thereese Mountain Mental Hospital jumping incident.”

Aveline opened her eyes and asked the driver to turn up the volume, Wasn’t this the mental hospital she had visited today?

She quickly took out her phone and searched online. The deceased was none other than Sheila, whom she had visited during the day.

In the photo, she was wearing thin patient clothes and jumping from the top floor, with a strange smile

on her face.

a chill down her spine

driver asked, “Miss, what’s wrong with you? Why do you

nothing, I just feel sorry

form has depression and

who was

agree with that. She thought of the and

home feeling depressed. Alexander hadn’t come back yet, so Aveline leaned on the sofa,

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of Sheila jumping off the building, like a stone dropped into water. causing ripples

now, would she also end up like this if she died? With no family, would Alexander be sad? Or would he

Montez. She needed to

Alexander came back very late. When Aveline saw him return, she approached him with the notebook she had been organizing all

have time to go to Montez? I’ve already booked the hotel and plane tickets. Let’s go…”

violently thrown to the ground. Only then did she notice the anger on Alexander’s face, and

smile froze on her face, and she cautiously asked, “What’s wrong with

chilling aura enveloped

been to Layla’s grave?” Alexander