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Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage novel Chapter 463

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Chapter 463.

Aveline's voice was loud and clear without any hesitation, which showed that she no longer had any love for him but only hated him.

"I know."

If Aveline said these words before, Alexander would definitely be angry, but now there is no dissatisfaction on his face, just guilt.

"Every day I live, I think about how to take revenge. Alexander, don't waste your time and efforts. You are also one of my enemies."

"Aveline, I just want to be good to you."

While waiting for the traffic light, he handed the fruit tea to her mouth, "It's sour and sweet, and it tastes pretty good."

Aveline couldn't help but take a sip. After she was pregnant, she especially liked to eat sweet and sour food. The small green orange and passion fruit in it were her favorites. When paired with lime and grapefruit, the refreshing taste was amazing.

One sip was not enough, so she hugged the cup and continued to drink.

The sweet and sour taste diluted the churning in her stomach, making her feel a lot more relaxed.

The sadness in Alexander's eyebrows gradually disappeared, and he took Aveline to a Western restaurant where the two of them used to go.

"Don't you want to attend a concert?"

"It's still early, aren't you hungry?" He lowered his eyes and looked at her tenderly.

"I'm not hungry." Aveline said harshly.

Alexander was not annoyed and raised his lips lightly, "Then come and have something with me."

As he said that, he reached out and wanted to hold her hand like before.

It was Aveline's soft palm that started, and his movements stopped.

For a moment, he forgot that the reason why Aveline's hand became like this had something to do with him, and there was a hint of guilt in his eyes.

Aveline had a mocking arc on her lips, "Did you see that? Do you think we can go back to the past?"

If he knew, why wouldn't he say a word?

Aveline felt that the person in front of her was hiding deeper and deeper, and it was impossible to guess his thoughts.

Alexander was very gentleman along the way. He not only accompanied her through the meal, but also accompanied her to the entire concert.

But Aveline, who was always sleepy, fell asleep before the concert ended.

Her head rested on Alexander's shoulder. Alexander was stunned. He turned sideways and looked at Aveline's peaceful little face. How long had it been since she took the initiative to touch him?

He remained motionless for fear of waking Aveline.

When Aveline woke up, the surrounding environment was not Rose Manor or the concert venue.

She turned around and saw that she was sleeping on an air bed.

After getting out of bed and coming out of the tent, she saw Alexander squatting and catching fireflies not far away.

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