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

Refusing To Be 315

Chapter 315

The sky gradually darkened, and the rain became heavier, accompanied by huge wind and waves rolling on the ship.

Aveline sat in the warm cabin, feeling the weightlessness of the boat rising and falling in the seawater. She didn't like this feeling very much, it was very disturbing.

It must be said that Bryce was very attentive and even had someone decorate the room for her in advance, almost in the same style as her previous room.

During the day, she lay in bed with the cat and slept lazily. The room was dimly lit, and soothing music that made her feel at ease was played.

Some snacks from Pastries & Al were also on the table, such as puff pastry cake, dragon beard cake, poplar nectar, and plum blossom cake.

Aveline had no appetite. She was holding a book in her hand and looked away after reading two lines of words.

Like an ant on a hot pot, she was wandering around the room uneasily.

The boat stopped at that moment, which made her even more uneasy.

She put down the book and stood up to ask.

She met Bryce at the door, with a slight smile on his lips, "Aveline."

"Bryce, what happened?"

you are too

He smiled and comforted: "If you really feel uneasy, you can take a bath. I have prepared some relaxing essential oils. You can try

the ship

mission, they usually check for smuggling, drug possession, etc. As long as

"We have

such a gentle expression, it was as if he

he seemed to be one year younger than her, but he didn't look immature at

are just a student, how are you

many storms and

didn't hide it, "I was

suffered a lot. Besides, I knew my situation very well. I couldn't rely on anyone. It was not as safe abroad as at home, so I made a lot of friends. Friends,

him seriously, "You have

didn't treat me harshly in terms of money, so it doesn't count as suffering. Okay, Aveline, just sit down and have.

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sleep. We will go

"OK."

at the messages on his phone and found that

that Gerald was not stupid; he recognized Aveline's handwriting on just a small

he had thought of a plan in advance and asked Alexander

away from Aveline and gently closed

it was