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

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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?"

Aveline was suddenly dragged into the issue. She was so angry that her temples were

took Aveline into his arms,

that regard, the two of them really have the same genetics, and

him for a long time. Although they had met a few times in the early years, the one that impressed him most was the little boy who suddenly

Ciara's monstrous behavior, so he took

an eye, the little boy who had cake smashed all over his

more like him than

the little kid who longed for his father. He had a calm aura in

calmly. "Didn't Mr. Sterling told me personally more than 20 years ago that you are not my father, you do

forgotten that Grandpa expeyer

you

Sterling family? Since I am not your son, how can she be

but laugh out loud. The man really said the

in the calmest

words stabbed Wesley

"Alexander!"

of the shadow of her past. Our family is very happy living together. Please take care of your wife and family and

son of yours. If he uses his cunning brains again, I won't

next time."