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

time in the bathroom,

ground and walked step by step towards the living room,

have left already. But when she looked up, she

his fingers flickered inconsistently, and it seemed like his smoking

Aveline was that Alexander hadn't

he waiting to torment

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

steps, she walked

here or in the bed?" Her tone was cold, as if it was just

his eyes and looked at her pale face. He blew out a smoke ring and said,

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

the sound of her closing the door, Alexander flicked off the ash from his cigarette.

was he feeling so

no longer any light in her eyes