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

Chapter 362 Alexander slept for a long time and didn't wake up until dark.

The moment he opened his eyes, he immediately looked around him, but there was no one around him.

He lifted the quilt and took a look at himself, fully clothed.

There was a hint of disappointment in his heart for no reason. It seemed that he missed Aveline too much and was too afraid of losing her to have such a dream.

If he really did such a thing at this time, Aveline would definitely hate him even more.

He held his groggy head, and the fatigue was finally swept away by this sleep. His fever had also subsided, and his energy was much better.

After taking a shower and walking out refreshed, Auntie Helen, who had an apron tied around her waist, hurried in and out of the kitchen.

As soon as she saw Alexander coming down, a kind expression immediately appeared on her face.

"Mr. Sterling, you are finally awake. You must be hungry after sleeping for so long. Don't worry, I will serve the meals soon. I have cooked a lot of dishes that you and your wife like to eat."

Alexander frowned, "Who are you talking about?"

"Miss Blackwood, by the way, you had a high fever when she came to see you. You didn't know about her arrival, right?"

Alexander's deep eyes suddenly brightened, "Is she still here?"

she is quite tired. She seems to want to talk to you about something. Seeing that you had a fever, she didn't bother you and

hand and said with a mysterious face: "I know you have her in your heart. You must seize

"Okay."

rain had stopped, just

figured out how to

arguing in his mind every step he

her everything. She is

and your sister ruined

she has a right to know

truth is often the most

maks

later. Do

want to lose her?"

the last thought, Alexander's expression turned

never gave up when he

carefully turned the door handle and walked slowly into

light outside the door, he vaguely saw

fair cheeks were stained with a light red color, and

came out of her

experienced too many attacks in the past few years, and she couldn't even

put his hand on her arm and shook her gently, coaxing softly: "Aveline,