Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage novel Chapter 396

Chapter 396.

The light in Aveline's eyes disappeared in an instant. She put down the towel and said in a cold voice, "You go wash him up. I'll go change clothes."

After that, she didn't care about Alexander's reaction, and she quickly left the room.

She couldn't lay a hand on a child, but she couldn't stand Alexander doting on the child either.

It made her unable to help but wonder if her child was alive. Would the present scenario be different?

In fact, it was nothing different. Bringing him into this world would only put him in danger.

After all, she couldn't even guarantee her own safety now.

Alexander quickly followed in. Aveline was changing clothes, and her eyes were red.

Aveline let out a light cry, and Alexander subconsciously turned around.

Soon, he realized that the two of them had clearly done even the most intimate things, but they reflexively acted like strangers.

Even the instinct of the body clearly told him that before he knew it, they had already gone further and further away.

After Aveline changed clothes, he walked back in.

"What about the child? Such a small child, did you put him in the bathtub alone?"

"Don't worry, I gave him to Evelyn. I have something to say to you."

"Okay."

Aveline put on a short-sleeved pajamas, which she felt was not long enough. She also took a coat and draped it over her body, wrapping herself up tightly, afraid of revealing a little skin.

Alexander was a bit dissatisfied with her actions, but he had limited time and didn't say much. He immediately expressed his plan.

"Tonight, Mr. Kingsley and I will go to the Poisonous Worm."

"I'm not your wife, you don't need to report your whereabouts to me."

His little mouth kept shouting, "Mom, Mom..."

Aveline had no temper with him at all, even if he was Nora's son; by the time she realized, she had already picked up the child.

Alexander breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't go anywhere tonight, wait for my news."

Aveline did not bother to pay attention to him. Alexander stood there for a while and left.

Hearing the sound of the car engine downstairs, Aveline stood at the window with Jamie in her arms, looking at the car that disappeared into the night.

Jamie yawned, obviously dozing off, Aveline carried him to the bed, gently patting his back as if on an island, the little one grabbed the button of her pajamas, and the little face stuck to her arms, and soon, he fell asleep.

From time to time, her pink lips mouthed, "Mom."

Aveline's h e a r t melted.

It was getting late, and Aveline lay in bed, unable to sleep at all. Her phone screen called her attention to a new message that had just come in.