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

Chapter 255

Chapter 255

Bryce escorted Aveline to her apartment. He exuded the innocence of youth and the charm of a grown man.

He personally opened the car door for Aveline and wrapped the newly bought scarf around her neck.

"No need, I'm not cold," Aveline said.

"This is new. Girls should pay attention to keeping warm," he explained.

"Alright, be careful on your way back. Thank you," Aveline replied.

Bryce still had a smile on his face. "The snacks tonight don't count, Aveline still owes me a big meal."

"You," Aveline reached out and ruffled his hair, "are still the same as when you were a kid."

Back then, she promised to give him a gift, and this kid remembered it and would ask her about it every once in a while.

"Then let's make another appointment another day."

"Okay."

As she watched the car drive away, Aveline finally turned and entered the elevator.

Bryce was right. She shouldn't be so pessimistic.

She looked at the various snacks she was carrying and didn't expect that after so many years, this kid still remembered her taste.

and Bryce became acquainted when they were young, and later he went abroad

when did they become

that her time was al given to him, and naturally, her contact

impression of Bryce still remained as the little boy who was afraid of cats climbing

little face, Aveline's lips

the darkness of life. The

she should find time to go and have her stomach checked again. She was gradually gaining the belief to keep

the door and touched the light

she lifted her head, her smile

apart, hands casually placed on the armrests,

butts, indicating that

Sterling, what are you doing

eyes looked at her, his voice indifferent. "Where did

he was questioning a wife who had

honest, Aveline had long been tired of his antics. On one hand, he was busy getting engaged to Nora, and on the other hand, he wouldn't

didn't dare to confront

to visit my dad with my childhood brother," Aveline

her high heels, rubbed her slightly sore ankles, and

aside, replacing

bathroom, treating him

handful of water, when she

a pretty and delicate face, but it lacked any hint of color, giving her a somewhat sickly

the mirror, "Is there something

Sterling?"

practical? When you need something from me, it's Alexander, but when there's

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