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

Refusing To Be 360

Chapter 360 The room was very dark. In order for him to sleep peacefully, the blackout curtains were pulled tightly. She gently opened a gap to let a ray of light into the room.

Aveline walked to the bed cautiously. If he were as alert as before, he would have woken up long ago.

Now his eyes were closed tightly, and there was a finished bottle next to him.

Aveline reached out and touched his forehead, which was burning hot.

Sure enough, the fever had not subsided.

Alexander's physical fitness has always been very good, and he rarely gets sick like this.

It seemed that Layla's matter would have to wait until he woke up later for them to discuss it.

As soon as she retracted her hand, her wrist got grabbed.

In the next second, the man pulled hard, and Aveline fell into the man's arms.

She frowned and subconsciously wanted to push him away, but she heard his hoarse muffled voice: "Don't go."

Aveline met his eyes, and with a ray of skylight, she could vaguely see his red eyes, which made him look like a poor child.

She sighed softly, but after that, she made no move and snuggled into his arms obediently.

Alexander was very happy and wrapped his arms tightly around her.

from

had been a long time since they had been in such an intimate

a close distance made her feel a little at

little, I can't breathe." Aveline complained in a low voice. Alexander was half asleep. Instead of letting

even in

like a helpless child, he kept saying that he was wrong

say something when she felt the man's

"What are you doing?"

lay on top of her. He was

area of his skin was exposed, and the

to be heavier than she

but it formed a winding centipede shape

scolding words and

she hadn't jumped that day, he wouldn't

that he is

when she

the he jumped right after her without hesitation. Content

kidnapped, he even traded his

could say he's indifferent, but all the injuries he has had

even know what words to use to describe the relationship between the two of

wound, and his already hot

"Does it hurt?"

a wronged child,

hurts, and it