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

spending some time in the bathroom, Aveline finally felt a little better.

step towards the

much, would have left already.

and it seemed like his smoking

worsened.

was that Alexander

was he waiting

and she took a sip of warm water to moisten her

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slow steps, she

Her tone was cold, as if it was just a

his eyes and looked at her pale face. He blew out a smoke ring

you’re not doing anything, then I’m going to sleep. Do as you please.” Aveline kept her face cold, grateful that

the sound of her closing the door, Alexander flicked off the ash from his cigarette. This was clearly the kind of relationship he

he feeling so unhappy

there was no longer any light in her eyes when

curled up on the small bed, her frail body squeezing the bed