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.

had no way to completely leave

the bathroom,

slowly got up from the ground and walked step by step towards the living room, dragging her body covered in cold sweat.

would have left already. But when she looked up, she saw him leaning

inconsistently, and it seemed like his smoking habit had

worsened.

Aveline was that Alexander hadn’t left

was he waiting

eyes, and she took a sip of warm water to moisten her throat.

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she walked

or in the bed?” Her tone

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

her face cold, grateful that she

the door, Alexander flicked off the ash from his

he feeling so

any light in her eyes when she

open, and he saw her curled up on the small bed, her frail body squeezing the bed tightly.