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

Chapter 71

It was only after Ryan left that Aveline managed to break free from his grasp. Her expression was calin as she said, “What else can I do? I’m perfectly fine.”

After a few days of rest, Aveline’s complexion had become much healthier than before. She no kager looked as weak as before. Alexander muttered, “Indeed, you’ve always been in good health.

Aveline sneered inwardly but didn’t explain. Instead, she took off the coat she was wearing and said. “Mr. Sterling, rest assured, I will abide by the terms of the contract and will not remarry.”

The divorce agreement was carefully drafted by him, and although it provided her with many material possessions, the clause prohibiting her from remarrying practically cut off all her future prospects.

If she were to remarry, she would have to pay ten times the compensation fee.

That would be billions.

She could sign the contract without hesitation because she knew she didn’t have much time left. She

wouldn’t and couldn’t care less.

The alcohol she had just consumed churned in her stomach, causing waves of pain that left her feeling battered. She gritted her teeth and was about to turn and leave.

tightly held by the man, right where

you. Do you want everyone to know that I’m your ex–wife?” she asked, but he ignored her words and simply said coldly, “It’s dirty,

there was something wrong with him, not her!

possessiveness towards her

twisted level.

as she was about to argue with him, the elevator stopped

and a group of drunk

but silently took a step back, cornering Aveline in the corner. His tall figure

his well–tailored suit and meticulously groomed back of his head, she realized that

someone who always did things in a strict and orderly manner, yet at times,

extreme.

her feel fearful.

felt an even stronger pain in her stomach, and the piercing pain seemed to affect

her body.

but she was standing in an elevator surrounded by mirrors on all sides, with the sky seemingly out of reach. Standing behind

back, a place where she had often leaned

of the elevator, and each second felt like an eternity.