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

Chapter 602.

She just lost her memory and was not a fool. The corridor had obviously been cleared in advance, so how could reporters appear out of thin air?

How could that woman with exquisite makeup and a decent dress fall down casually because she was wearing high heels?

It was obvious that she planned all that in advance.

That strategy seems simple, but it was very effective.

It's just that Aveline couldn't understand that although Alexander's family background was not bad, he was just a higher-level businessman. Why would she use such methods for him?

What would he do when faced with a woman throwing herself into his arms?

Aveline found that she was not as uncomfortable as she thought, and she was even calmly waiting to see Alexander's reaction.

If a delicate woman falls down, any person, let alone a man, would instinctively pick her up.

Alexander was on the phone at first. At that moment, his slender figure was stretched by the light, and his back was straight.

His expression was cold and calm from beginning to end until the moment when

the woman was about to fall into his arms; he took a step back.

under control for Alexander, and he could deal with whatever calmly in any

to talk about falling, even if one cut themselves close to him, he would step back, fearing that

expression before she

shocked,

seriously

the time, the place, the right opportunity, and the pressing of the shutter of

for a picture of her falling to the ground

so the woman fell straight

muffled sound of her hitting the ground from such a

at Alexander

she just called his name,

man would have been extremely

her as if he was looking at some monster; his brows were furrowed, and his whole person exuded an unpleasant

I seem

"I cannot."

quickly, "Men and women

as if

that? Were there still people who believed that men and women were not meant to

past years of our separation,

aura coming from his