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

Chapter 96

Alexander looked around the not–so–big apartment, every corner filled with traces of Aveline.

Seeing the baby crib in the room, the only thing she took with her from their marital home, Alexander’s emotions became complicated.

From the moment Aveline jumped off the building, he understood one thing without hesitation.

No matter how much he hated her, he couldn’t give up his love for her. When love and hate intertwine, it’s like a thorny rope tightly binding them, unable to be untangled even when both are covered in blood.

He gradually pushed Aveline into the abyss, but he himself was also on the verge of falling off the cliff.

Alexander picked up the stuffed toy on the bed, thinking about the hundreds of days and nights in the past two years when Aveline could only fall asleep while hugging this doll.

If that incident hadn’t happened, he would have been a good husband and father.

Aveline, every time he thought of this name, his lips still carried the love that had turned a thousand

times in his heart.

way to completely leave

the bathroom,

slowly got up from the ground and walked step by step towards the living

that Alexander, who valued time so much, would have left already. But when she looked up, she saw him leaning against the

fingers flickered inconsistently, and it seemed

worsened.

that Alexander hadn’t left

was he waiting to

thought darkened Aveline’s eyes, and she took a sip

12.8%

slow steps, she walked

want it here or in the bed?” Her tone was cold, as if

at her pale face. He blew out a smoke ring and said, “In your eyes, am I

going to sleep. Do as you please.” Aveline kept her face cold, grateful that she had

the sound of her closing the door, Alexander flicked off the ash from his cigarette.

feeling so unhappy then?

light in her eyes

curled up on the small bed, her frail