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.

simply had no way to completely leave

bathroom, Aveline finally felt

got up from the ground and walked step by step towards

time so much, would have left already. But when

between his fingers flickered inconsistently, and

worsened.

that Alexander hadn’t

was he waiting to torment

thought darkened Aveline’s eyes, and she took a

12.8%

slow steps, she walked towards

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

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

I’m going to sleep. Do as you please.” Aveline kept her face cold,

flicked off the ash from his cigarette. This was clearly the kind of relationship

feeling so

was no longer any light in her eyes

saw her curled up on the small bed, her frail body squeezing the bed tightly. She had to curl up