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

Refusing To Be 674

Not only did he not leave, but he sat down and said, "No, we are acquaintances."

The waiter looked at them with an embarrassed look and didn't know what to do.

Ciara put down the knife in her hand gracefully, took out a tissue, and wiped her mouth clean. She was too unbothered to talk to him anymore; she looked at Aveline and said softly: "Let's eat somewhere else."

"Alright."

Aveline waited for a long time before her meal was served. She was very hungry

by that time, but she didn't want to eat in front of those two people.

She nodded to the two of them and said a simple goodbye: "Farewell."

Wesley's expression had deteriorated visibly, and Ciara led Aveline away.

"Stop!"

Wesley was probably angry at Ciara, so he took all his anger out on Aveline, "You are Alexander's wife, and you are also my daughter-in-law. Is that how you should greet your elders?"

innocent Aveline was suddenly dragged into the issue. She was so angry that her temples were beating. Just when she was about to get angry, another voice sounded: "Daughter-in-law? Did Mr.

from a distance as he walked in and took Aveline into his arms, like an old

regard, the two of them really have the same genetics, and their actions to protect their wives are

the one that impressed him most was the

time, Wesley had just been angered by Ciara's monstrous behavior, so he took his anger

the little boy who had cake smashed all over his

more like

no longer the little kid who longed for his father. He

ago that you are not my father, you do not have a son like me, and you also said that

forgotten that Grandpa expeyer

you

I am not your son, how can

out loud. The man really said the

in the calmest

of his words stabbed Wesley

"Alexander!"

"My mother has finally come out of the shadow of her past. Our family is

that troublesome son of yours. If he uses

next time."