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.

no way to completely leave her.

the bathroom, Aveline finally felt

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

Alexander, who valued time so much, would have left already.

fingers flickered inconsistently, and

worsened.

that Alexander

was he waiting to torment her?

a sip of

12.8%

slow steps, she walked

want it here or in the bed?” Her tone

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

you please.” Aveline kept her face cold,

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

was he feeling so unhappy

because there was no longer any light

up on the small bed, her frail body squeezing the bed tightly. She had