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

Chapter 653.

Aveline blushed. Well, although she ordered a lot of food, she really didn't finish it. She just tasted it.

But her small stomach couldn't eat much, and she soon felt full.

Ciara rolled her eyes, "If you can't eat it, then don't eat it. If you waste a meal, the Sterling family won't go bankrupt. Even if it does, it would have nothing to do with you and me."

Aveline was stunned. Her mother-in-law was very different from what she had imagined.

"Sorry, I thought..." Aveline pursed her lips, wanting to be honest.

Ciara said what she hadn't finished saying, "Did you think I'll make things difficult for you? You can't eat this meal, because you ate out earlier on."

"Yes, I am sorry."

"There's no need to apologize. I was planning to make things difficult for you."

Aveline was speechless. Why doesn't her mother-in-law play her cards according to logic?

Those words made Aveline not know how to respond.

"Actually, you were afraid that you wouldn't be able to eat, so you ate earlier. If you're not hungry, come with me to digest."

Ciara took the initiative to invite her, so Aveline naturally could not refuse. She quickly wiped her mouth and stood up. "Alright."

Alexander was left alone with a large table of meals. He saw Ciara wanting to talk to Aveline alone, and the event of his three-year-old birthday appeared fresh in his mind. He immediately stood up to protect Aveline.

afraid I would

you'll push her down the

who talks to his mother like this? If I had known, I would have

really want to be

wanted to kill him not once or

be achieved in a day's cold, Ciara sighed, "I admit that I didn't do well in the past. Mom was sick back then, but now I have grown up and won't

by

down again and ate

servant respectfully walked to her side and said,

can go up

been prepared. If

"Okay."

Aveline followed the servant

Even though she had

Alexander and had already seen When

his wealth.

even

she still gasped.

enough, the lives of the rich

was like an ordinary person's

jacuzzi could accommodate at least four to five people. She felt that it was not a bathtub, but a fish tank. It would

already warmed up the water, and someone

told me that your hand dressing needs to