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

Chapter 179

Aveline looked up and met the eyes of the man standing by the door. He hadn’t taken off his clothes before going to sleep, so his shirt was wrinkled and the collar was pulled open.

Alexander lazily leaned against the door. Although his hair was a bit messy, it didn’t diminish his sharp beauty.

Aveline was already feeling guilty, and her relationship with Alexander was complicated and entangled.

She had upset him earlier, and when she thought of the people on the island, Aveline’s first reaction

was fear.

“L… I can’t sleep.” She explained anxiously, watching him approach her step by step.

She knelt on the ground, and Alexander’s tall figure blocked the light above, casting a shadow over

her.

His gaze was clear, the smell of alcohol had dissipated, and his pitch–black pupils showed no

emotions, making it hard for her to gauge his feelings.

Aveline hurriedly tried to put the documents back, stuttering, “I was just casually looking.”

A hand grabbed her wrist, hot and powerful.

Aveline’s heart tightened, and she instinctively begged for mercy, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have

touched your sister’s files, please don’t be angry…”

held her hand and looked down at the woman in front of him.

or hatred in her

His voice was

at

from her hand and bent down to lift her up. “You have plenty of time during the day to

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her eyes in shock. Did Alexander mean that she could freely enter

the password, it means I didn’t intend to

iron arm wrapped around her waist, firmly imprisoning her in his embrace.

above, “Now

shirt, a

a close distance, she could clearly hear Alexander’s heartbeat.

was completely puzzled and couldn’t guess Alexander’s

to sleep, I don’t mind continuing what we didn’t finish during the day.”

trembled in fear and quickly closed her eyes, not daring to make any

must

Aveline, who lay motionless in his arms like a

in his

each other while sleeping. When Aveline opened her

time had turned back three years,

opened her eyes.

his usually smooth