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…”

looked down at the woman in front of him. When

or hatred in her eyes, only endless

His voice was low and

at him,

hand and bent down to lift her up. “You have

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eyes in shock. Did Alexander mean that she could freely enter and leave the study?

didn’t change the password, it means

placed back on the soft bed again, and the iron arm wrapped around her waist, firmly imprisoning her

voice came from above, “Now

his shirt, a cold silver

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

was completely puzzled and

to sleep, I don’t mind continuing what we

in fear and quickly closed her eyes, not

Alexander must have taken

motionless in his arms like a small shrimp, with a

his

time since the two of them had embraced each other while sleeping. When Aveline opened her eyes, she saw Alexander’s

turned back three years, and she

opened her eyes.

his usually smooth forehead, and the man with his eyes closed