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

Chapter 640.

That person was Aveline! Alexander's true lover.

Only now did Mia realize that it was not that Alexander was not willing to be close to women in the past, but that he had been waiting for Aveline's appearance ten years ago.

He didn't explain it to her, it was just because she had never caught his eye, and he didn't need to explain himself.

It was her own whims that made her secretly work hard in places where she couldn't be seen, and even made her fantasize about standing by his side in the future.

After being rejected by him, she couldn't let go of it, she cried and did so many extreme things.

Now, thinking about it, she felt like a clown. The woman beside him was elegant and noble. What she lost to her was not only looks but also temperament.

Looking at her intact legs, Mia was even more furious. Why did heaven have to be so cruel to let her know Alexander?

"Are you awake?"

Alexander sat upright in the chair, looking at her lazily, "Mia, who contacted you."

Al of Mia's thoughts were focused on Aveline. She stared straight at Aveline and stared at Aveline until her eyes hurt.

The somewhat similar face made her take the initiative to ask, "Do you know me?" Mia chuckled, "I didn't expect it to be you. You made me so miserable!"

Her shrill cry echoed in every corner of the room, and Aveline felt the hair stand on her back.

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