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.

chill

what’s wrong with you? Why do

I just feel

the form has depression and has attempted suicide several

was

thought of the and injected with sedatives.

back yet, so Aveline leaned on the sofa, feeling physically and mentally

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like a stone dropped into water. causing

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

searching for a guide to Montez. She needed to make the most of her time and live every

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

you have time to go to Montez? I’ve already booked the hotel and plane

the notebook in her hand was violently thrown to the ground. Only then did she notice the anger on Alexander’s face,

and she cautiously asked, “What’s

leaned over, and a chilling aura enveloped her.

Layla’s grave?”