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Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage novel Chapter 494

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Chapter 494.

Seeing Aveline's sad face, Anthony put down the chisel in his hand, "What's wrong, girl? If you have something to tell dad, don't hold it in."

"Dad, this is just a place where we live temporarily. I'm thinking about where we will live after I have my babies."

From her original intention, she did not want to have anything to do with Alexander, but how could she escape with her babies at that time?

Where can she escape to?

Anthony sighed, "I heard from Alexander that he bought the Blackwood family house back. Otherwise, let's go back to the Blackwood family house."

"I'll think about it again. We don't have to rush, it's still early."

Aveline picked up the chisel and said, "Dad, please teach me. I also want to make some memories for the babies."

"Okay, I'll teach you."

Roselyn saw the harmonious scene from a distance, took a photo, and sent it to Alexander.

Alexander, who was choosing a dress in a bridal shop, was looking at the photo in a trance. In the photo, Aveline was holding a chisel in her left hand and carving a small piece of wood on the table.

Although she only had one hand, she was very serious about carving it.

Alexander enlarged the photo to the maximum size, so clear that even Aveline's eyes could be seen.

He thought of the time when Aveline was just pregnant, her eyes were bright and she was chirping like a little sparrow every day.

"Do you think we are having a boy or a girl? What kind of children's room should I prepare for my child? Should I buy a princess dress or a gentleman's outfit? Heck, even the toys have to be chosen."

While she was complaining about trouble, she took the trouble to choose over and over again. Even though he was very cold towards her at the time, it could not dampen her excitement at all.

Gradually, she also noticed his indifference towards her, and she stopped discussing it with him.

In fact, Alexander knew everything. She went to home furnishing markets and maternal and child stores by herself and selected them by herself.

Aveline was like a little swallow holding mud. Every item she carefully selected was what she thought was the best.

No matter how much he liked Aveline, it was all a thing of the past.

Mrs. Sterling's position can only be hers, so she pretended not to know, with a gentle smile on her face: "I've brought your tux over, you go and try it on."

Alexander put away his folded legs and replied coldly: "No, I measured the size several times, so it can't be wrong."

His face was full of seriousness, how could he look like a groom looking forward to a wedding?

"Give it a try. It's here now and it won't take long." She advised softly.

Alexander stood up impatiently: "Then I will give it a try."

He strode towards the men's dressing room. As he passed by the corridor, he was attracted by a floor-length fishtail wedding dress in the window.

After a slight pause in his steps, Alexander turned around and put his palms against the glass.

Aveline's face flashed in his mind, wedding."

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