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

Chapter 581.

Warm sunlight poured in from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on the gorgeous European-style bed.

The woman lying on the bed had a snow-white complexion and delicate facial features; she was as beautiful as Snow White.

Probably because the sun was too dazzling, she woke up from her sleep with a frown on her face.

She just woke up; her head was blank, and there was a dull pain in it.

It was as if something had taken away everything from her head. Not only was her

head empty, but her heart was also empty.

Who is she? Where is she?

Hearing the sound of running water, Aveline looked curiously toward the

bathroom. Someone was washing inside. Who is it?

She lifted the quilt and got down to the ground, stepping on the soft plush carpet with her bare feet.

Although it was freezing outside, there was a warm heater in the room, making it feel like a spring day in March or April.

She looked around. The decoration was mainly warm yellow with a creamy touch.

bed, off-white

dress and

dressing table and found that she

that her? Is

questions, the bathroom door opened, and the man

walked toward her

thought he looked very handsome in the photo, but the photo obviously reduced the

covered in water vapor. Although he had deliberately restrained his aura and coldness, Aveline still felt danger

scar on the exposed skin of his

finally woke

not answer his question and pointed to the wedding photos on the wall, "What is

step back

stand held in Aveline's hand. She

P.n?

from what he had imagined. Alexander thought that Aveline would look like a pure white baby or a newborn kitten@fter she lost

s won

his mind and said with doting

Q.UMS

approached her tentatively, and Aveline's

about him, it was obvious that

is it that the first

was not love,

a voice was shouting in her

Was it hate?