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

Chapter 681.

"Crack!"

Aveline was eating, and she didn't know what was wrong. She was obviously very hungry, but she started feeling very uneasy. The spoon she picked up fell to the ground and made a cracking sound.

Aveline subconsciously bent down to pick it up, but Ciara told her:

"Don't worry about it, let the servant do it."

Before Ciara finished speaking, Aveline's finger was scratched by a porcelain piece, and blood dripped on the white porcelain piece.

"Come here now."

Ciara casually called for the servant to come over and bandage her.

Aveline looked at the blood in a daze, "How long has Alexander been there?"

"Don't worry, he should be back soon." Ciara comforted her as the cell phone on the table rang.

"I'll take a call."

Ciara let go of Aveline and answered the phone. No one knew what the person said on the other end of the phone. Ciara's usually calm face changed its expression, and she even stood up suddenly.

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uneasiness increased, "Mom,

a little trouble. You continue to eat and I'll take

even having the patience

had a hunch that the call had something to

dark, so she quickly dialed Alexander's

female voice on the other end of the phone saying that the line was not reachable. Aveline's calls to some

chased after Ciara but only saw the rear of the car as Ciara drove

What happened?

the line was always busy. It was obvious that Ciara was on a

always been with Ciara every day, was

on tenterhooks at home. She had just arrived in that city and

run towards

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yard, the old man was leaning on

look on his face.

something might have happened to

was different from usual, "I already know, don't worry, our people have already

a praying bracelet in his hand, and he kept moving

simple tunic suit,

uneasy. Can you tell