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

Chapter 383

Alexander instructed Lucas and slowly went upstairs with the hot soup.

The sound of someone washing up could be heard in the bathroom. It did not take long for Aveline to come out drenched in water.

As soon as the door was opened, she saw Alexander, and their eyes met.

Her hair was still wet, and her fair face was cold and hard. Her bathrobes exposed her slender collarbones.

Alexander quickly averted his gaze, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

That image of Aveline reminded him of that erotic dream. After all, even the touch of their bodies felt too real.

It was so real that he still remembered Aveline's body temperature and her moans, which made his heart palpitate.

"The soup is ready, come and taste if it is well done."

After running back and forth early in the morning, Aveline hadn't even had a bite of food, and her stomach was already aching.

She was taken away from the island by Adam, and they left in a hurry without her bringing the medicine.

That was originally a one-month dosage. During the half month of taking it, Aveline did not have any stomach pain or vomit blood.

Bryce repeatedly asked not to stop taking the medicine and to take it on time every day.

during the past few days of her return, his phone has been unreachable, and as a result of cutting off her medication, her stomach started to hurt

issues with his request and

the soup. The

technique made her feel like fragile porcelain, and he

it ridiculous, but she did not stop him from

content, she lay down on the bed and said, "I want to

argue with Alexander now, and she wouldn't reject his advances. But if there were too much rapport between them,

very well that the gap between them could not be explained with a few words, so he had to get up

have time to care about his feelings. She had to treat herself better now and strive

was no longer pessimistic, like a grass seed stuck in the mud, no matter how

by her phone, and

"Hello."

voice came through, "Since you left, Liz's condition has deteriorated again. The doctor has issued a critical illness notification, she won't live for more than

an instant. She hurriedly got up, "Mr. Kingsley, don't worry,

letting

resentment toward Elizabeth, she

love for

time in her life, and shortly after, she was told

en

got downstairs, she was told that Alexander had also left

he went, so she asked the driver to take her to the