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

Chapter 205

She thought she didn’t care anymore, but at this moment, she realized she couldn’t completely remove this man from her world.

After so many years of love, she couldn’t give up in just a few months.

She hugged her knees, resting her head on her knees, her mind filled with images of Alexander and Nora in bed, her heart aching like a knife cutting through it.

She stayed up all night, enduring until the early hours when the great horned owl left.

Aveline looked at the cold bed beside her, laughing at herself bitterly.

The phone on the bedside table rang, and she quickly answered. It was Elizabeth’s voice, asking her

to come over, saying she had made breakfast that Aveline liked, and Adam also wanted to see her.

Aveline hung up the phone coldly, but her legs moved uncontrollably as she got out of bed.

Her mother’s breakfast, she hadn’t eaten it in many years.

In her memory, Elizabeth was very gentle and made delicious food. Although she rarely cooked, every time she did, it would amaze Aveline for a long time.

she realized it, she had already arrived at the

Elizabeth was as

most of the time

meetings.

Anthony, she was always serious,

was cold to Anthony and herself, only cooking when she was in a good

been able to sense the different atmosphere between her parents since she was young, so she

Chapter 205

to attend every parent teacher meeting, she

her parents would be better, and they would accompany her to the amusement park on

Aveline waited for was still

door and quickly came over to hold her hand. “Aveline is here,

Aveline. I was also surprised by your father’s matter.

man was not lying, but Aveline was

matter how much time she spent, she couldn’t cross.

the dining table warmly, Elizabeth pushed a bowl of noodles in gravy in front of her. “Eat, I remember this was

didn’t move. She had always liked spicy food, and her favorite breakfast was hot–oil noodles, not noodles in

pan–fried buns, dumblings,

and put down her chopsticks. “You don’t have to pretend

you like it?” Elizabeth muttered, “I shouldn’t have remembered it wrong.”