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

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Aveline stopped crying and sobbed. Her tearful eyes met Bryce’s clear eyes.

Her face was clearly reflected in it. There was no trace of immaturity on his handsome face but instead a rare mature, and serious

look.

Worries?

Anthony has been taken care of by him. As for revenge, as long as she lives, she will come back sooner or later.

Alexander’s face flashed through her mind, and Aveline quickly shook that face away.

“No, I just want to see my dad before leaving. Is that convenient?”

“Okay, I’ll make arrangements.”

Aveline continued to treat Bryce’s wounds, wrapping a gauze around Bryce’s strong back.

Aveline was shocked to find that there were many wounds on his body, “Bryce, why do you have so many wounds?”

Bryce chuckled: “Aveline, did I never tell you about my family? Do you want to hear it?”

“Yes.”

Aveline brought a basin of hot water and gently cleaned the blood on his body.

“My mother passed away early, but I never mentioned she was driven to death by my father, who was a violent domestic abuser.”

Aveline twisted the hand holding the hot napkin and turned her head to look at Bryce.

Under the light of the dim yellow wall lamp, the young man’s face lost its youthfulness and looked particularly mature. Just like his figure, it was not what she remembered.

Bryce raised his head slightly, revealing his Adam’s apple. He smiled softly, his voice a little hoarse.

“My dad likes money and alcohol in his life. Whenever something goes wrong in business, he will beat my mother when he comes back drunk. Nine out of ten wounds on my body were caused by him. My mother has been suffering for me. I endured it until that snowy night when my dad lost money in the stock market and he used an iron on my body.”

“Aveline, have you ever heard the sound of the hot iron touching the skin like a branding iron? It’s like pork belly on charcoal fire.”

“My mother tried to block him, but she only blocked half of it. Half was on her body and half fell on my back. That night, my mother resisted for the first time. During the resistance, he pushed her downstairs and she fell to her death.”

Aveline’s eyes fell on the mark on his waist, which was obviously a burn. She couldn’t imagine what kind of pain it was.

what he told

his head and looked at Aveline, “Am I a very bad boy? I lied and let that scum

lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes, “Because I didn’t want to lose both my mother and my

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Chapter 303

into the water, and Aveline stretched out her arms to hug Bryce.

“Bryce…”

whether I had eaten or not. and

untalkative temperament when he was a child. He exchanged contact information with her before leaving. At first, she cared about him frequently during the years when he went

it

didn’t like her being too close

know that Bryce had suffered such

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tearful eyes met Bryce’s clear

it. There was no trace of immaturity on his

look.

Worries?

revenge, as long as she lives, she will come back

and Aveline quickly shook that face away.

see my dad before leaving. Is that convenient?”

I’ll make arrangements.”

Bryce’s wounds, wrapping a gauze around

was shocked to find that there were many wounds on his body, “Bryce,

chuckled: “Aveline, did I never tell you about my family? Do you want to

“Yes.”

and gently cleaned the

I never mentioned she was driven to death by my father, who was a

the hot napkin and turned her head to look at

lost its youthfulness and looked particularly mature. Just like his figure, it was not what

raised his head slightly, revealing his Adam’s apple. He smiled softly, his voice a

beat my mother when he comes back drunk. Nine out of ten wounds on my body were caused by him. My mother has been suffering for me. I endured it until that snowy

touching the skin like a branding iron? It’s

and half fell on my back. That night, my mother resisted for the first time. During the

obviously a burn. She couldn’t imagine

me to make a record, I followed what he told me

his head and looked at Aveline, “Am I a very bad boy? I lied and let that scum go