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

Chapter 188

It was rare for her to take the initiative to make amends, and naturally, Alexander would agree.

“Hmm?” Unconsciously, his tone lifted, and his mood improved a lot compared to before.

Aveline spoke seriously, “I don’t want to be locked up at home like a waste. I gave up my studies before and have been wallowing in sadness for the past two years. I want to start anew.”

“Go on.”

Alexander was in a good mood at the moment, and as a result, he was very patient as well.

Aveline said word by word, “I want to work by your side.”

In the past, she had immersed herself in his affection, content to be a homemaker.

It was one thing not to be seen, but she had no knowledge of Alexander’s circle, nor did she know

whom she might have offended. It was a complete failure.

If she never stepped out, she would always be played with by that person.

Aveline had never had such a clear mind before. For the past two years, there had been a hidden

hand pushing things forward.

between her and Alexander. At first, she thought it

of Nora’s relationship.

case. That person forced them to divorce,

leading them step by step

photos she received last month had also added fuel to the fire. Aveline almost killed Jamie.

she and Alexander would have been finished, and she would

a vicious scheme!

to put away

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order not to alert the enemy, she couldn’t tell Alexander about her plan.

his eyes scanning her face back and forth, as if trying to

up to.

under your nose, this is the best way I can think of.

a good excuse, and Alexander wouldn’t doubt it.

it through, I have no objections.”

What else could she do under his watchful eyes, instead of attracting attention outside

know what she had thought of, and pouted, “The only thing I’m worried about is the people from the Kingsley family. Given our current relationship, I’m afraid she

Alexander had always unconditionally stood by Nora’s side. When the time comes, if Nora cries and makes a

unyielding coldness, “Whether she can accept you or not, it’s not up to

voice was firm, “It’s up to

arms, “Hen, you’re so kind.”