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

Chapter 185

The ashtray was heavy, and she struggled to hold it with one hand.

She even found herself estimating whether, if she dropped the ashtray, the blood flowing from Alexander’s head would splash onto her face.

When she realized she had such a thought, Aveline was startled by herself.

Just then, Alexander turned to look at her, and their eyes met.

Before he could speak, Aveline hurriedly said, “Why are you smoking so much?”

The moment Alexander saw her, his first thought was that she wanted to attack him with the

ashtray. But when he heard her words, he dispelled his doubts.

With a cold and indifferent expression, he asked, “Is it any of your concern?”

The disdainful tone filled with contempt made Aveline put down the ashtray. Next time, she would

have to use something sharper if she intended to act.

Suppressing her displeasure, she reached out and tugged at Alexander’s sleeve, whispering, “Um…

I’m sorry for what I said this morning. I apologize to you.”

Alexander’s gaze fell on Aveline’s face. Her naturally fair complexion appeared somewhat pale under the cold light. She wasn’t wearing makeup, her face was clean and natural. Although

it lacked a

of Aveline was undoubtedly endearing.

her coquettish tugging at his sleeve. Whenever

to pluck the stars from the sky for

words eased the tension between them.

quickly pushed all the food in front of him.

rice, five–color vegetable salad, and a bowl of pigeon soup. Simple home–cooked dishes, but they suited his taste

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eaten the bento she made. His gaze lingered on the heart shaped

a hento for him in the kitchen, clumsy

face

she had a few big, shiny blisters from being scalded by oil, but she didn’t care. After plating the food, she smiled and handed it to him, “Here, I made this. Even if it’s not tasty, you

now, even standing by his side, there was no

he didn’t speak, Aveline asked cautiously, “I’ve kept it warm, it’s not cold,

handed him the chopsticks, and Alexander didn’t refuse.

his tongue, easily taking him back to the familiar past.

you like

Since when did she become so submissive?

this morning?” He looked at her.

lips, “I’m sorry, I was a bit out of control at the time.”

“Have you eaten?”