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Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 423
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Chapter 423.

Under the pouring rain, Aveline stood in front of the tombstone holding an umbrella for a long time, until her body was soaked with a lot of rain. Alexander couldn't stand it anymore and then said: "Let's go back, it's getting late." Aveline stood there quietly as if she would disappear at any time.

She lost a relative once again and seemed even more alone and lonely, which made Alexander feel heartbroken.

He stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms. Aveline looked at him lightly under the black umbrella, her eyes so cold that he was frightened.

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"Aveline, don't be sad, you still have me." It was because of him that she felt sad.

The mountain wind howled by, making Aveline's thin figure look more determined. Aveline left without continuing to speak. Now, she had nothing to lose.

The silent Aveline made Alexander feel uneasy. He convinced himself in his heart that if he gave her smore time, he would definitely heal Aveline's inner wounds.

Seeing that she had returned to her bedroom, Alexander breathed a sigh of relief and went to the study.

Jordan reported truthfully: "I found out something about the young lady. She was abducted and sold by human traffickers to a remote mountain in the south to be a child bride." "Child bride?" Alexander almost shouted the words out of his mouth.

"Yes, the mountain village is small and poor, and the people in the mountain are also very ignorant. The young lady's life was not very good when she was a child. I heard that she was always tied up with chains, slept in a doghouse at night, and competed with pigs for food.

Even at a young age, she had to do farm work, and she would be beaten if she wasn't careful." The veins on the back of Alexander's hands popped out. How old was Layla when she was abducted? She was the eldest lady in the Sterling family; how could she be treated like that? "Is that person still alive?" "Dead. He was burned to death in a fire many years ago. The young lady may have taken advantage of the fire to escape." In just a few sentences, Layla's miserable first half of her life was summarized. Only then did Alexander understand where the scars on her body cfrom.

Maybe she could never be cured in her life. It was because she was treated inhumanely that she turned all her anger on Aveline.

"Mr. Sterling, what do you want to do?" Alexander clasped his hands together and rested his chin on the back of his hands, "I want to save her." "Save her?" "Save her from the darkness and let her live well like an ordinary girl." Jordan frowned, "But in this case, how are you going to explain to your wife?" Alexander's eyes gained a hint of depth, "I have my own way. They are both the most important women in my life. They should not kill each other. I will love them well.

He took away a drug from the laboratory. It was a drug that the Poisonous Worm had been studying. After taking it, one can forget the past.

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As long as Aveline takes the medicine and it makes her forget all things, she will no longer remember the source of her misfortunes.

As for Layla, the swould be for her. She is still his sister and should I his never have been hurt. He didn't know that Aveline stood behind the door and heard all this clearly.

It turns out that was what he calls an explanation. He wants to have his cake and eat it, too.

A sneer curled up at the corner of Aveline's lips. Why did Alexander think that he could still make her happy after she had gone through all that? There was no clue on her face, and she got along well with Jamie.

Alexander was busy with the Poisonous Worm and rarely

returned home. Aveline had no other problems except for a decrease in food intake, which also made those who were staring at Aveline relax their vigilance. Then, one day, Aveline answered the phone.

"Mr. Blackwood." "Aveline, I have arranged everything." "Thank you, Mr. Blackwood." Aveline easily got into the car arranged for her by Evan. There was a person sitting in the car, it was Bryce whom she hadn't seen for a long time.