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

Chapter 133

Aveline was completely confused. Just a moment ago, this child was happily offering to get seafood for

her.

What happened?

She quickly asked for his location and rushed over in a hurry.

Bryce was weakly leaning on the sofa, his fair complexion flushed. Even his voice sounded like that of a little kitten. His clean black eyes pleaded with her.

“Aveline, I feel so hot.”

Aveline reached out and touched his forehead, finding it burning hot.

“Besides the fever, is there anything else uncomfortable?”

Even if he caught a cold from the wind, it wouldn’t have come on so quickly. Unless he had an underlying

condition.

As a medical student, she immediately thought of her own field of expertise and quickly searched her

mind for possible acute fever symptoms.

his tie and impatiently unbuttoned his collar, revealing

his hand on Aveline’s hand, holding

feels like I’m on fire and

understand what was

her hand away from the

you eat?”

cups. I drank half of the cup and just then, I started feeling uncomfortable. I was planning to rest for a bit before coming to find you, but my body kept

young man’s clean pupils. He had just come of age, caught between

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realized that someone was trying to harm

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she know who was behind it.

retraid of me? She brought this upon

to call jordan, she found herself falling into the young man’s embrace. His gaze W***TTRE. # # corolled by drugs, and his words were slurred,

laugh at his childishness. “You silly boy,

had already lost his sanity. He pulled her onto the

a faint scent of bergamot, clean like

uncomfortable. “Bryce,