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

Chapter 160

Staying on this island, her mood would be much better.

No matter the reason, she didn’t want to leave for now.

She opened her eyes and watched as the sky turned from black to white. The horizon was tinged with a pale light, and Aveline wandered around the Island.

Everyone treated her kindly, warmly inviting her to their homes for breakfast and thanking her for the supplies she had brought.

Tyler, who arrived earlier than her, sat by the seaside, using the art supplies she had bought to paint.

The handsome young boy’s face was filled with excitement. “Miss, does it look good?”

Although he had never received formal training in painting, he possessed a talent that others doesn’t have. Even black and white sketches were impressive enough, and adding colors made them even more vibrant.

Aveline nodded with satisfaction. “You paint beautifully.”

If he could receive more knowledge and training with such talent, he would surely achieve great things in the future.

“It’s all thanks to your teaching, Miss. Will you stay on the island forever?” Tyler’s eyes sparkled with a captivating light.

voice sounded obscure, she didn’t even know how long she could stay.

didn’t know whether Alexander or death would come

You’ve been gloomy these past few

eat and sleep well. Being taken care of by a group of people

suspicious people

was vast, and this small island, which wasn’t even marked on the map, was unknown to anyone except the indigenous people. Even if

wouldn’t be an overnight task for Alexander

smile returned to Aveline’s face. She had already made her plans. Once she endured Alexander’s patience,

of self–existence here. Every day, she taught the children how to read, taught Tyler how to paint, and occasionally, she

with the villagers, sometimes not returning for several days, but each time he returned, it

bountiful harvest. However, Aveline noticed that Owen’s hand was

“Are you injured?”

instinctively hid his hand behind his back and

discovered a large wound in his palm, with fresh blood trickling

explaining, “It’s just a small injury from cutting my hand while pulling up a big fish.”

wound, how can it

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