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

Chapter 186

In the quiet room, her burp broke the silence, making the air feel frozen. This timing for embarrassment couldn’t have been worse.

Squirming in embarrassment. Aveline looked at Alexander and said, “Um, you should listen to my explanation.”

In a moment of urgency, she blurted out her true feelings, making the atmosphere even more

awkward.

She cautiously looked at Alexander, expecting to see him displeased, but instead, she noticed a faint hint of concern in his ever changing expression.

Was she seeing things? Alexander couldn’t possibly be concerned about her when he seemed to hate her so much, could he?

“If you’re hungry, eat more,” Alexander scooped up a spoonful and fed it to her.

Aveline blinked in disbelief. Did he really think she was hiccuping because she was hungry? It was obvious that she was there to bring him food, but in the end, she was the one being fed until she was

full to the brim.

“I’m full, really,” Aveline felt like she was going to throw up.

Alexander frowned, displeased. “You’re so thin, why are you only eating this little?”

As he spoke, he grudgingly fed Aveline another spoonful, causing her cheeks to puff up like a little

squirrel.

open, and a woman in formal attire and glasses stood at the doorway. “Mr.

and distant from women, was actually holding Aveline in his arms and even feeding her. The

on the spot.

food forcefully and choked. Her face turned bright

all grown up, yet

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eating.”

her arms around his neck and muzzled her face against his,

that’s why.”

tender voice was just like before, causing a shiver to run down Alexander’s body, as if feathers were tickling

arms, Alexander looked at the secretary with a shocked

in? Get out!”

quickly closed the door and

neck, her gaze didn’t leave the secretary for a moment. To her, anyone around Alexander was suspicious. Since the other party’s goal

see much emotion on the

the door closed, Aveline let go of Alexander’s hand. “This secretary has quite the nerve, coming in without even informing

hint of jealousy, and

I don’t pay much attention,” he

off his lap. “I’m full now, it’s your turn to eat.”

man who would leave

in front of the huge floor–to–ceiling window,