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

Chapter 172

Everyone’s hearts were in their throats. It was just the sound of a voice coming from Alexander’s mouth, but the young man’s eyebrows furrowed tightly together.

Alexander released the gun, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes. “Not had, he’s a real man. But no one can take his place in death.”

He walked towards Owen, and in that moment, Owen swiftly drew his gun and aimed it at

Alexander’s forehead.

“Don’t move!” Several guns were pointed at Owen. It turned out that this man had been waiting for the right moment to make his move.

“I’m just a worthless life. If my life can be exchanged for Mr. Sterling’s, it wouldn’t be a bad deal” A rare smile appeared on Owen’s face beneath his mask.

He looked deeply at Aveline, as if saying, “From now on, you will be free.”

Owen knew very well that as soon as he pulled the trigger, bullets would come flying at him from all

directions, leaving him with no chance to escape.

Aveline was stunned. No one had expected this sudden turn of events.

She had only known Owen for half a month, how could she possibly bargain with his life?

“No, don’t shoot!” Aveline frantically ran towards the two of them.

with a gun pointed at his forehead, showed no signs of fear on his face. Instead, his eyes were filled

we make a bet? Let’s see who survives?” he suggested.

shoot, please

would be. The only thing she could be certain of was that it would definitely be

already positioned herself between the two of them.

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a hand on them, you’ll have to kill me first.”

frowned, very displeased with Aveline’s

neck as she trembled and pleaded, “Stop, I beg you to stop. I’ll agree to your demands, I won’t run away anymore, please spare

arms trembled uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face. The cold sea breeze blew against his face, momentarily awakening his

felt like it had been pierced through with a hole, and there was no pleasure, only endless

hadn’t seen her smiling face in a

had he been clinging onto her? Was it for

reason, at least for now, he didn’t want to see her

asked softly, “Do you truly understand your

disheveled hair fluttering in the strong wind. Her

repeatedly. “I understand, I

behind her ear, and his lowered eyes revealed

tenderness.

as you