Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 185

The ashtray was heavy, and she struggled to hold it with one hand.

She even found herself estimating whether, if she dropped the ashtray, the blood flowing from Alexander's head would splash onto her face.

When she realized she had such a thought, Aveline was startled by herself.

Just then, Alexander turned to look at her, and their eyes met.

Before he could speak, Aveline hurriedly said, "Why are you smoking so much?"

The moment Alexander saw her, his first thought was that she wanted to attack him with the

ashtray. But when he heard her words, he dispelled his doubts.

With a cold and indifferent expression, he asked, "Is it any of your concern?"

The disdainful tone filled with contempt made Aveline put down the ashtray. Next time, she would

have to use something sharper if she intended to act.

Suppressing her displeasure, she reached out and tugged at Alexander's sleeve, whispering, "Um...

I'm sorry for what I said this morning. I apologize to you."

Aveline's face. Her naturally fair complexion appeared somewhat pale under the cold light. She

lacked a

of Aveline

never resist her coquettish tugging at his sleeve. Whenever she did that, he

the stars

His words eased the

omelette, teriyaki chicken leg curry rice, five-color

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since Alexander had eaten the bento she made. His gaze lingered on the heart

first time making a hento for him in the kitchen, clumsy but

face

blisters from being scalded by oil, but she didn't care. After plating the food,

always smiling. Unlike now, even standing by his side, there

Aveline asked cautiously, "I've kept it warm, it's not cold, try

chopsticks,

his tongue, easily taking

good? Do you like it?" She asked

a sense of suffocation. Since when

you scolding me vigorously this morning?" He looked

her lips, "I'm sorry, I was