Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 49

Alexander didn't expose her clumsy lie. He stood by the dining table and greeted her. "Come and eat after washing your hands."

The light fell on the man, without the formal attire of a suit, the fluffy cashmere added a touch of warmth to him, and even his clear and refined face was no longer cold.

him was

In front of still the apron he bought for himself three years ago, as if nothing had changed.

Aveline smiled and ran towards him. Seeing that the table was filled with spicy dishes she used to love, if he had paid attention to the meals Auntie Helen made for her these days, he would know that her taste had changed.

He no longer paid as much attention to her as before. They tried their best to pretend that they were still living the same life as before, but it was clear that it was full of cracks and no longer the same.

Many things came to an end silently, just like his love. There was no answer, silence and distance were the answer.

food anymore, she had thought about this

down, she will cherish every meal she has had, because eating one meal means one

was truly happy or just pretending. Alexander could see through it with one glance. It was obvious that she was forcing a smile. Could it be that her cooking. skills had deteriorated the

had been quiet throughout the meal, finally spoke, "Is the food not to your

it been since we last had a meal

it were in the past, Alexander would definitely answer "forever", but now he just looked at the snowflakes outside the window

Why did she have to ask such a stupid

month, that was his

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time since

your time." Aveline hurriedly got up and went

large patches of bloodstains, she knew that she didn't have much time left. She had

was falling out more than usual, as long as she stopped chemotherapy,

her surprisingly beautiful. Fortunately, she could leave this world beautifully. Alexander stayed in the study,