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

Chapter 75

Maya’s first reaction upon seeing Alexander was to shrink her neck. Despite her boldness at the dinner table earlier, it was mainly because of the alcohol and the presence of Aveline.

She had witnessed Alexander’s doting on Aveline, and the more he doted on her, the more ruthless he

was to outsiders.

She still remembered two years ago when she took Aveline to a bar. Alexander personally came to pick

her up

and gave her a cold glance when Aveline wasn’t paying attention, leaving her with four words.

“No next time.”

After he left, she was drenched in cold sweat and had nightmares for several days, all featuring

Alexander’s eyes.

“Click.”

He closed the lighter cap and looked at her indifferently. That feeling of being dominated by his gaze

her once again.

voice, Um, Mr. Sterling. I’m looking for Aveline. I won’t

glanced at

didn’t think Alexander wanted to catch up with her. She was resistant all over. “My mom said

saying that, Maya planned to run away, but she accidentally bumped into another wall of flesh. Jordan, who

“Miss Anderson, please.”

tears. A few minutes later, she was led to a

stopped shaking, causing the coffee on the table to ripple along with her.

had originally intended to pour the coffee, but seeing the latte art on the coffee being distorted by her shaking, his outstretched hand

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hint of awkwardness in the air. Maya forced a polite smile, feeling embarrassed. She doggedly handed the coffee

doing all this, she cursed herself in her heart for succumbing to her professional

handed him the coffee, the atmosphere became even more awkward. Alexander put the coffee aside and spoke. “I want to

was possessive. He was still investigating her current situation with her ex–husband, which clearly

her.

replied. “Ryan seems to have feelings for Aveline, but Aveline has no interest in

gaze towards her noticeably turned colder when he heard the words “match them up.” Maya looked at him with a submissive expression, shrinking her neck and cautiously looking

Mr. Sterling, you wouldn’t… still have feelings for

his forbidden territory. He didn’t answer, but his index finger lightly tapped on the table.