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…”

the woman in front of him. When did

in her

was low and

at

the documents from her hand and bent down to lift her up. “You have plenty

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could freely enter and leave the study? And even look at anything of

said lightly, “If I didn’t change the password, it means I didn’t intend to

the iron arm wrapped around

muffled voice came from above,

at the silver buttons on his shirt, a cold silver

such a close distance, she could clearly hear

completely puzzled and couldn’t guess Alexander’s

want to sleep, I don’t mind continuing what we didn’t finish

closed her eyes, not daring to

think that Alexander must have taken

gazed at Aveline, who lay motionless in his arms like a small shrimp, with a

in his eyes.

embraced each other while sleeping. When Aveline opened her eyes, she saw Alexander’s

turned back three years, and she could see him as soon as

opened her eyes.

softly fell on his usually smooth forehead, and the man with his eyes