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

Chapter 181

“A dest?” Aveline Wucked at him, her expression filled with confusion.

She didnt know what she could possibly offer in a deal now, considering she had nothing left.

The small and cramped space, paired with the stagnant air, made her feel suffocated, much like a fish struggling to breathe out of water. Heat Bank op along her back, causing sweat to form.

The man slightly bent forward, and a drop of water slid from the end of his hair strands onto her face, bringing a brief moment of coolness.

Alexander’s demeanor was serious as he made a proposition, “Stay by my side, and all disputes between me and the Blackwood family will be resolved.”

Aveline repeatedly mulled over the words “stay by my side.” Her clear eyes clashed with his deep, dark pupils as she calmly asked, “In what capacity should I stay?”

Alexander paused before responding, “I can give you anything except the title of Mrs. Sterling.”

With each word measured and deliberate, Aveline challenged, “So, you want me to be your

mistress?”

Her choice of words visibly displeased Alexander. He rubbed his forehead, attempting to explain, “It’s the same as before. The only difference is the lack of title.”

“Before…” She chuckled lightly, knowing full well that she should show vulnerability and pretend to be obedient in order to make it easier for her to negotiate terms. However, the offer Alexander proposed frustrated her so much that it gave her a headache.

giant balloon inflated to its limits, she felt like she was about to

herself up against the wardrobe, accidentally touched something inside. With a smile, she leaned closer to him and teased,

had been a long time since Alexander had seen her face light up with a bright smile. In that moment, he realized that he wanted to see her happy far more than he harbored any

towards her.

by her charm, Alexander nodded solemnly and

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and closer to him. Her lips hovered near his ear as

his Adam’s apple, Alexander swallowed hard.

box she had found in the wardrobe and, with all her

on Alexander’s

show me, huh? You jerk, I’m really curious how your 37–degree Celsius mouth can utter such cold words?

like a toad lusting after

at first. He winced in pain, his brow furrowing, as Aveline grabbed his collar and continued, “If you loved me, why would you still look for Nora? Now, you’re

hit him, but what

“Aveline, shut up.”

up my foot! Alexander, you’ve destroyed my family, caused

and made my dad sleep forever! Where do you get the guts to