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

Chapter 55

Aveline was certain that Alexander had been greatly affected after his sister’s death. The two years had made him increasingly abnormal psychologically.

Just a moment ago, he really had the thought of killing her and then accompanying his sister!

Maya had not arrived yet, and there was another light illuminating the scenery in the distance. The car stopped not far from her.

With Alexander’s intelligence, he would definitely soon realize that she hadn’t left and had turned back. The car door opened, and the man hurriedly got out of the car, looking around as if searching for something.

Soon, he walked towards her direction. Aveline stayed motionless in her original spot, scared and trembling, clutching tightly onto her clothes.

As she listened to his footsteps getting closer and closer, Aveline held her breath and closed her eyes.

She didn’t know what Alexander would do when he found her. Would he demand her to pay for Layla’s

life?

Her former lover had become unrecognizable now. Today was the first time she felt fear, her heart beating irregularly with his approaching footsteps.

She was scared, really scared!

“creaking” sound as they stepped on the snow, as if the sound of death

a hundred–year–old tree standing between them, and

a halt.

movements

few seconds, she only heard the sound of the man leaving. He hadn’t noticed her.

blood around her, which stood out clearly against the snowy backdrop. How could he not have

few seconds of pause, Aveline didn’t know what

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figure leaving under the moonlight. She couldn’t see his expression, as he was

feeling, perhaps this was

which frightened Maya into a frenzy. “Did Alexander do this? Even if I have to risk my life, I will teach that bastard a lesson! So what if he’s the richest man? He cheats in marriage and abuses his wife. Tomorrow, I will contact the gossip magazine and expose all his crimes!”

door. “Take me to the

kind of illness do you

a long story. I’ll tell you slowly when we have

the hospital to treat her wounds and returned,

“Tell me, what are you hiding from me? How did you get

mentally prepared for

lit a cigarette, looking proud. “What? Are you looking down on me? I’ve experienced all kinds of storms and waves. Go ahead, speak up.