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.

to its limits, she felt like she was about to

accidentally touched something inside. With a smile, she leaned closer to him and teased, “Can you

In that moment, he realized that he wanted to see her happy far

towards her.

if bewitched by her charm, Alexander nodded solemnly and asked, “Yes. What

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

his Adam’s apple, Alexander swallowed

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

it on Alexander’s

you were dead, so why don’t you just die and show me, huh? You jerk, I’m really curious how your 37–degree Celsius mouth can utter such cold words? Are you out of your mind, asking me to be

lusting after swan meat. You’re so ugly, but

me, why would you still look for Nora? Now, you’re planning to get engaged to her, yet you’re still pestering me. Instead of claiming that you don’t want to let

she had hit him, but what she

“Aveline, shut up.”

you’ve destroyed my family, caused the Blackwood family to go

sleep forever! Where do you