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

Chapter 632.

The two of them were half brothers, with only one of them occupying the love of their biological father, enjoying the perfect childhood loved by his parents.

The other one, who had been unloved since birth, owned eighty percent of the Sterling Group shares.

Both of them were born on the same day, the same month, both premature babies. Alexander was born five minutes earlier than him, but their status was

worlds apart.

Wesley stayed in the delivery room from beginning to end, guarding the birth of the other child.

On the other hand, Alexander was not born with his father around, so he had no fatherly love. His grandfather had given him his name, and his nominal father hadn't even come to see him.

Solomon's name was chosen by Wesley. As the name suggests, he was the only treasure of his parents.

When Alexander was three years old, he also looked forward to his own birthday.

Because he had heard from his grandfather that his father would come back to celebrate his birthday, he had been looking forward to it half a month in advance, and he couldn't even sleep the night before, squatting by the door before dawn, waiting for his father.

But he waited and waited, from dawn to dusk, but his father still didn't come.

Little Alexander wondered if his father got lost, and couldn't come back.

Alexander pleaded with the driver to go pick up his father.

arrived, Alexander finally saw the person he usually only saw in

Was that his dad?

boy who was

was throwing a tantrum, and carry him on his shoulders, saying, "Let's ride a

was a very gentle aunt who was laughing while they were

many children came, holding beautiful gifts, and

gently hold his father's hand, to see if it was as rough but

you?" the little boy questioned

and was stunned for a moment, until Alexander cautiously called

anticipation. Did his father think of him

he did not expect that instead of affection, the

here? Did your mother

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were like strangers, and the father looked at the son with

Little

to listen to a word, "Get lost, don't let me repeat

man should be brave, and

that moment, he really couldn't control his emotions, tears

the man

could his father treat him

should be." Then,

and at that moment, a small hand