Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 53

Alexander remained silent, his face turning cold as a gust of icy air surrounded Aveline.

His

Adam's apple moved slightly. "I also wish it had nothing to do with you. But on that day, you went to the cemetery and stayed there for three hours. Tell me, what were doing?"

you

Aveline found it ridiculous, "I already said I went to visit my grandmother. Is it wrong for me to have a conversation with someone who can't talk? This is a tombstone, not a steamed bun. It won't break just by touching it! If you want to frame me, at least provide some evidence."

"Take a good look at this, what is it?"

some photos, and Aveline, who was holding a hammer

a tool dropped by an old man who was repairing the tomb. I felt sorry for him, so I picked it up

someone could have taken such photos. She anxiously explained, "I only spoke a few words in front of Layla's grave. Everything was fine

try to defend herself, Alexander couldn't help but find it extremely laughable. He lifted her chin with his slender fingers, pressing his fingertip against her lips. "Why does such a beautiful mouth never

suddenly changed. Even if I found out that Delilah is Layla, I only placed a bouquet of flowers at her grave before going to my grandmother's grave.

known as Delilah until her death. Besides your Blackwood family, she had no enemies. Who else would destroy her

couldn't, but could

family. You hated me and hated Layla, who turned

on her grave."

shook her head repeatedly,

approach her, "You clearly made up your mind to divorce me, but suddenly you changed your mind and asked for a month. What are you planning? Do you want to avenge Anthony?" Tears welled up in Aveline's anxious eyes, feeling utterly speechless. She