Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 96

Alexander looked around the not-so-big apartment, every corner filled with traces of Aveline.

Seeing the baby crib in the room, the only thing she took with her from their marital home, Alexander's emotions became complicated.

From the moment Aveline jumped off the building, he understood one thing without hesitation.

No matter how much he hated her, he couldn't give up his love for her. When love and hate intertwine, it's like a thorny rope tightly binding them, unable to be untangled even when both are covered in blood.

He gradually pushed Aveline into the abyss, but he himself was also on the verge of falling off the cliff.

Alexander picked up the stuffed toy on the bed, thinking about the hundreds of days and nights in the past two years when Aveline could only fall asleep while hugging this doll.

If that incident hadn't happened, he would have been a good husband and father.

Aveline, every time he thought of this name, his lips still carried the love that had turned a thousand times in his heart.

no way to

the bathroom, Aveline finally felt

step towards the living room,

already. But when she looked up, she saw him

sparks between his fingers flickered inconsistently, and

surprised Aveline was that Alexander hadn't

he waiting

Aveline's eyes, and she took a sip of warm

slow steps, she

or in the bed?" Her

her pale face. He blew out a smoke ring and said, "In your

then I'm going to sleep. Do as you please." Aveline kept her face cold, grateful that she had escaped a disaster. Right now, all

the sound of her closing the door, Alexander flicked off the ash from his cigarette. This was clearly the kind of relationship he

he feeling

because there was no longer any light in her eyes when