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

Refusing To Be 321

Chapter 321

Aveline was right, Alexander wanted to do that.

He was fed up with the pain of losing her, he wanted her to stay with him and to see her anywhere and at any time.

"Aveline, I tried to let you go and let you live a free life, but in the end it ended up like this."

Alexander's face was full of suppressed pain, and he said word for word: "I restrained myself."

His restraint was useless. Instead of waiting for Aveline to come out of the darkness, he pushed her further.

During the days when her whereabouts were unknown, Alexander lived like a zombie and looked neither like a human nor a ghost.

He decided that no matter how much Aveline would hate him if he did that, it would be better than him not being able to see her or touch her and feel as uncomfortable as having his soul taken away every day.

Aveline looked at the pain on his face, "Why are we where we are today?"

The relationship between her and Alexander was like a bunch of chains that couldn't be undone. No matter what happened or how long it took, it would only bind them tighter and tighter, and there would never be a way to untie them.

went by, the final implications were that they were chained tighter and tighter until the

beginning or the end, I hoped that

people on the Internet say, Aveline, you only need to know one thing. My

know? If I heard these words from you half a year ago, I would have been very happy, but Alexander, your love for me is just a burden

down first. Let's talk about what you want attentively. I will listen to you. You want me to hurt him, right? Lucas,

ignore, so he immediately loosened the rope binding Bryce. Bryce wiped the

I'm fine. Come down first and talk to me if

taking care of me these past few days. You must take good care of

Aveline's tears flowed silently,

life. I want to see the blue sky, the

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"It is too late."

time, she was

Was this Alexander's perspective?

and mighty, yet