Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31 

The long–lost nickname rang out, and Aveline seemed to be stunned, maintaining that posture and forgetting to react. 

He didn’t know how much he had drunk to get so drunk, as if the two of them had never had a disagreement before, he habitually hugged Aveline. 

Being held in his arms, Aveline felt the familiar and warm embrace of the man, which was a great shock 

to her. 

She tried to maintain her composure and reached out to push him away, but Alexander held her hand 

and kissed it. 

His lips, full of warmth, gently brushed against the back of her hand, murmuring, “Dear, where did you go? I’ve been looking for you for so long.” 

Unable to hold back, tears fell from Aveline’s eyes. It seemed that all the tears of her life had dried up in 

this year. 

She forced herself to hold back the sadness and asked, “Didn’t you push me away yourself?” 

“Nonsense.” Alexander held her even tighter, his lips with a hint of alcohol landed on her earlobe. “The person I love the most in my life is you. How could I bear to push you away?” 

Aveline pushed him away and asked, “Alexander, take a good look at who I am.” 

The room was dark, the curtains were not drawn, and the faint light from the yard fell on her face. Alexander saw the glistening tears in the corners of her eyes. 

“Dear, are you confused from sleep?” 

He bent down, kissing away her tears one by one, whispering, “Aveline, don’t cry. Who bullied you? Hubby will help you beat him to death!” 

Although his words were childish, they made Aveline cry even harder. She didn’t know how much he had drunk to become like this. 

If he had even a bit of sobriety, he wouldn’t forget his hatred, let alone speak to her in such a childish 

manner. 

Chapter 31 

Aveline buried her head in his embrace, sniffed, and tremblingly asked, “Alexander, what would you do 

if I died?” 

“Nonsense, how could you die?” 

“People die, it’s a part of life. No one can escape from birth, aging, sickness, and death.” 

“Then I’ll die with you, sleep together, and be buried together.” 

Aveline tightly held onto his shirt, with a helpless smile on her lips. “You’re just talking nonsense. I’m afraid that as soon as I die, you’ll immediately celebrate by marrying someone else.” 

As soon as Alexander heard this, he became displeased and quickly sat up, holding her hand and placing it on his chest. With no fabric to cover it, his firm and elastic skin pressed against her palm. 

“Thump, thump, thump.” 

His heart was beating fast, like a drum. 

From above, Alexander, with a hint of alcohol, said very seriously, “Can you hear it? It beats for you. If you die, it will die too.” 

Aveline nodded with tears in her eyes. “I can hear it.” 

The man’s palm slowly landed on her waist, startling Aveline, and Alexander’s body also pressed against 

her. 

With a kiss carrying the scent of alcohol on her ear, even his usual coldness disappeared completely. 

“Aveline, let’s have a child.” 

A child… 

Aveline’s tears flowed even more. 

Feeling her trembling body, Alexander was frightened and hurriedly wiped away her tears. “Aveline, don’t cry. Forget it. I don’t want a child anymore. I just want you to be well, don’t cry.” 

He held her tightly in his arms, feeling Aveline’s trembling body, patiently comforting her over and over again. 

Aveline tightly held onto his clothes, pressed her head against his chest, her tears moistening his shirt. She softly called his name, “Alexander, Alexander…” 

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