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

Chapter 650.

The Sterling family house was located on the outskirts of Cleveland, where the scenery was beautiful, the birds were singing, and the surroundings were covered with various plants along the way.

There must have been a light rain not long ago, and the water vapor on the road had already evaporated, but the air was still filled with the fragrance of the plants after the rain.

The city's lights were also very distinctive, some were star-like light strings scattered on the tall trees.

Among them, there were many mushrooms, pumpkins, and various small animals.

It was not so much like Alberta, but more like a human being had strayed into another fantasy world.

When they arrived at the Sterling family house, it was already 8 o'clock at night.

The Sterling family house was large, and the surroundings were all shining. It was not very clear at night, but one could vaguely see the silhouette of flowers and branches pruning on the roadside.

The air was filled with the rich fragrance of flowers. As the car passed by, the birds on the roadside jumped up.

The villa had a unique style of the city, and the surroundings were brightly lit.

Aveline looked around from a distance. The villa was several dozen times larger than their marital home. The front entrance was a bit like the gate to heaven, exuding majesty and sanctity.

She followed Alexander into the living room on the soft, plush carpet.

As far as the eye could see, all the decorations could only be described as magnificent.

like she had entered a

line of sight reached was filled

they entered was

herself, so she

but instead felt

quite look like a home, it looked more like

Aveline the feeling that she was not visiting home, but visiting a grave, or in other

inexplicably tensed up a

the way, she rarely asked

her mother's stories. The three-year-old birthday party must have left a deep impression on

today, what would she

look at Alexander. He

cold female voice came from

and firm, like a beam of cold light penetrating

Aveline subconsciously looked up

woman

gown standing

of the

for breath. She

sed that a mothery

a son like