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Chapter 232 

Chapter 232 

As the words fell, a look of inquiry appeared on Alexander’s face, and his fingers, which slid down to 

the side of her neck, traced it as if by chance. “Jealous?” 

“Mr. Sterling is joking. I don’t think my status has rights to jealousy.” 

Seeing the hint of disgust in her eyes, Alexander leaned down and bit her neck. 

Sometimes, he even wanted to bite down fiercely, severing all the entanglements between them in 

one go. 

With obvious resistance, Aveline raised her hand, and Alexander lifted it to her head, using his fingers to hold her chin in place as he spoke each word, “Since you know your status, why resist my 

touch?” 

Furrowing her brows, Aveline said, “Alexander, what madness has brought you here?” 

“Heh.” 

-Alexander released his hold on her chin and started unbuttoning her blouse. 

Aveline had made a pact with him long ago. She couldn’t resist, and she shouldn’t resist. 

All she could do was bring up the Kingsley family, “Alexander, you made a promise to the Kingsley family. What are you’doing by touching me now?” 

“What’s wrong with touching a lover? Or do you think you’re something to be reckoned with?” 

What remained unchanged throughout history was the contempt and mockery in his eyes, which 

left Aveline feeling utterly humiliated. 

She clenched his sleeve tighter and tighter. 

His breathing grew more urgent, and Aveline’s clothes were almost torn, the impending conflict about to erupt. 

“W–Wait… hold on!” she urgently called out, meeting his slightly reddened eyes. 

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Lowering his head to look at her, Alexander squeezed out a voice through his teeth, “What is it?” 

“I don’t like the smell of the perfume on me. I’ll take a shower,” Aveline came up with a feeble excuse. 

He had just smelled it, not cheap but pungent, the kind both he and Aveline detested, similar to the heavily made–up women in nightclubs. 

He released his grip on Aveline and issued a final command, “Five minutes.” 

Aveline almost rushed into the bathroom, locking the door behind her, and looked at her terrified 

reflection in the mirror. It was all too familiar to her. 

The towel and bathrobe were her personal choices, and their couple’s toothbrushes were neatly placed together. 

Everything in the room served as a reminder of their past love. 

Yet she was trying to avoid his touch. 

Looking at the scenery outside the bathtub, with distant lights twinkling, she felt like a lost soul. 

Escape? Where could she escape to? 

Alexander stood on the balcony, gazing at the same scenery Aveline saw, the evening breeze carrying a hint of chill. 

He was well aware of Aveline’s resistance, but there were some things he couldn’t reveal for the time 

being, as they had far–reaching implications. 

five 

“What are you thinking?” Aveline walked up to him, and he glanced at his watch – exactly five 

minutes. 

Alexander pulled her into his arms, inhaling the familiar scent of her body wash. 

“Do you think we look like we used to now?” 

Before, he used to stand alone here for a long time, but now Aveline squeezed into his embrace, her 

eyes wide and bright, “Hen, why do you always like to stay in such a remote and high place? It looks so lonely pitiful.” 

“Am I pitiful?” He lowered his head. 

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She fluttered her delicate eyebrows and smiled, “But from now on, I’ll be with you, so you won’t be 

alone anymore.” 

The person in his arms and the face in his memory overlappe

Chapter 232 

Chapter 232 

As the words fell, a look of inquiry appeared on Alexander’s face, and his fingers, which slid down to 

the side of her neck, traced it as if by chance. “Jealous?” 

“Mr. Sterling is joking. I don’t think my status has rights to jealousy.” 

Seeing the hint of disgust in her eyes, Alexander leaned down and bit her neck. 

Sometimes, he even wanted to bite down fiercely, severing all the entanglements between them in 

one go. 

With obvious resistance, Aveline raised her hand, and Alexander lifted it to her head, using his fingers to hold her chin in place as he spoke each word, “Since you know your status, why resist my 

touch?” 

Furrowing her brows, Aveline said, “Alexander, what madness has brought you here?” 

“Heh.” 

-Alexander released his hold on her chin and started unbuttoning her blouse. 

Aveline had made a pact with him long ago. She couldn’t resist, and she shouldn’t resist. 

All she could do was bring up the Kingsley family, “Alexander, you made a promise to the Kingsley family. What are you’doing by touching me now?” 

“What’s wrong with touching a lover? Or do you think you’re something to be reckoned with?” 

What remained unchanged throughout history was the contempt and mockery in his eyes, which 

left Aveline feeling utterly humiliated. 

She clenched his sleeve tighter and tighter. 

His breathing grew more urgent, and Aveline’s clothes were almost torn, the impending conflict about to erupt. 

“W–Wait… hold on!” she urgently called out, meeting his slightly reddened eyes. 

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Lowering his head to look at her, Alexander squeezed out a voice through his teeth, “What is it?” 

“I don’t like the smell of the perfume on me. I’ll take a shower,” Aveline came up with a feeble excuse. 

He had just smelled it, not cheap but pungent, the kind both he and Aveline detested, similar to the heavily made–up women in nightclubs. 

He released his grip on Aveline and issued a final command, “Five minutes.” 

Aveline almost rushed into the bathroom, locking the door behind her, and looked at her terrified 

reflection in the mirror. It was all too familiar to her. 

The towel and bathrobe were her personal choices, and their couple’s toothbrushes were neatly placed together. 

Everything in the room served as a reminder of their past love. 

Yet she was trying to avoid his touch. 

Looking at the scenery outside the bathtub, with distant lights twinkling, she felt like a lost soul. 

Escape? Where could she escape to? 

Alexander stood on the balcony, gazing at the same scenery Aveline saw, the evening breeze carrying a hint of chill. 

He was well aware of Aveline’s resistance, but there were some things he couldn’t reveal for the time 

being, as they had far–reaching implications. 

five 

“What are you thinking?” Aveline walked up to him, and he glanced at his watch – exactly five 

minutes. 

Alexander pulled her into his arms, inhaling the familiar scent of her body wash. 

“Do you think we look like we used to now?” 

Before, he used to stand alone here for a long time, but now Aveline squeezed into his embrace, her 

eyes wide and bright, “Hen, why do you always like to stay in such a remote and high place? It looks so lonely pitiful.” 

“Am I pitiful?” He lowered his head. 

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She fluttered her delicate eyebrows and smiled, “But from now on, I’ll be with you, so you won’t be 

alone anymore.” 

The person in his arms and the face in his memory overlapped, and Alexander said each word, “You said you’d be with me, so I won’t be alone.” 

Aveline’s expression turned faint, “Yes, I said that, but wasn’t it you who pushed me away from 

you?” 

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d, and Alexander said each word, “You said you’d be with me, so I won’t be alone.” 

Aveline’s expression turned faint, “Yes, I said that, but wasn’t it you who pushed me away from 

you?” 

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