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Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage novel Chapter 505

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Chapter 505.

For safety reasons, Aveline took a helicopter back to the city.

Anthony greeted her as soon as she arrived home, eager to know if she had reconciled with Alexander.

"How was your conversation with Alexander today?"

Faced with Anthony's concerned look, Aveline had no choice but to reply without conscience: "It was fine, Dad. I told you that you don't have to worry too much. We've been together all day."

"That's good. I'm afraid that you and Alexander will get into trouble.

The babies are getting older and have telepathy with you. If the family is harmonious, they will grow up healthily."

With a smile on his face, Anthony took Aveline to see his latest work, which was a beautiful handmade wooden bed.

"Look, I've been working on this little bed for many days, and it's finally done."

The four corners of the crib are also carved with cute little animals, and they were polished so that even if the babies bite them, they won't hurt their mouths.

There is also a bed bell hanging on it, which is very exquisite, even compared to the ones in maternity and baby stores.

"Dad, you are so good with your hands."

Anthony said cheerfully: "Although grandpa doesn't have much status now and can't give the children material things, I will do everything to satisfy you and two babies from now on, so I made the crib specially big."

"This is very good. Let me thank Grandpa for the children first. Dad, I want to ask..."

Speaking of her grandfather, Aveline thought about her life experience.

Elizabeth didn't pay attention to her back then. Didn't Anthony find out that his child had been exchanged?

Anthony tinkered with several wooden toys from his small box. "Look at this rattle. I made two of them specially. Then the two children would lie on the bed and play together. To be honest, I have been very fond of these rattles in the past few years. There is no hope in life. If it weren't for you, I would have been unable to hold on and would have died.

Fortunately, I survived. When the children are born, I will take good care of them. By the way, girl, you just wanted to talk to me. What did you want to say?"

Aveline's words were all stuck in her throat. She should have forgotten it and waited a little longer.

Anyway, they still have a long way to go, so she will ask again when Anthony recovers better.

After all, he still doesn't know that Elizabeth is dead. If he accidentally finds out, he will definitely be greatly stimulated.

"It's nothing." Aveline swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

"Go back to your room and rest early. You shouldn't push yourself too hard in the first three months, you know?"

"Yes, I know."

Aveline said a few more words before returning to her room. What happened that night made her not sleepy at all.

Al she could think about was the person behind that shot. Who wanted to do her harm?

She tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so she had to pick up her phone and look at it a few times. The overwhelming news was that Alexander was getting married tomorrow.

Aveline became even more upset, so she turned off her phone and relaxed to sleep.

She stared at the bright moon outside the window, thinking about how excited Nora must be at that moment.

Was she just as sleepless as the night she wanted to marry into the Sterling family?

Thinking about this, a figure suddenly appeared in her room.

Aveline sat up straight and looked at the man under the moonlight, her brows slightly showing her displeasure as she said, "What are you doing here again?"

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