Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 115

He suppressed the violent aura in his body, afraid that if he looked at her for a moment longer, he would twist Nora's neck.

If he had arrived a little later just now, Aveline would have been done for!

In the past, he could turn a blind eye to Nora's jealousy and tantrums.

After all, it was just a woman's petty quarrels. He never expected things to turn out like this today.

Alexander looked at the wound above her eyebrow and said, "Go take care of the wound first, and leave the child to Evelyn."

Evelyn was the nanny he had sent to take care of Jamie. Aveline saw that the rash had been controlled, so she breathed a sigh of relief and handed the rest over to the nanny.

"Mommy, mommy." Jamie called out again. When he saw that she was about to leave, he panicked and no longer had the obedient look he had just had.

Aveline felt heartbroken by his crying and came back to hug the child. Only then did Jamie stop making a -fuss and obediently nestled in her arms.

Alexander came over with a cotton swab. Aveline instinctively tried to avoid his touch, but Alexander coldly ordered, "Don't move."

Aveline looked at the room full of Nora's people and realized that only Alexander could be trusted. She had no choice but to stay still.

He knew she was afraid of pain, so he was very gentle. Aveline endured the pain without making a sound.

The once delicate and pampered girl had turned into what she was today, clearly caused by him. Over the past two years, his cold violence, cold words, step by step, had pushed her to this point.

No smiles, no complaints, not even a sound of pain.

His gaze fell on Aveline's hair, where there were still traces of egg residue. Anger rose from Alexander's heart and spread to every organ in his body. Every cell carried his anger.

Without paying attention, he applied more force with the cotton swab and fiercely poked Aveline's wound. 1037

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"Ah." Aveline couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

"Did I hurt you?" Alexander quickly asked, his fingers resting on her chin, his tone softening: "Then I'll be gentler."

His voice sounded particularly ambiguous, and Aveline didn't understand the meaning behind it, so she turned her gaze away.

"It doesn't hurt."

He quickly treated the wound and put a cute pink band-aid on her. The little girl liked to be pretty, even the band-aid had to be cute.

He still retained his habits.

Aveline distanced herself and said, "Thank you."

She opened up some distance between them without a trace, "It's getting late, Maya is waiting for me to go home for dinner. Take good care of this child, I'll leave first."

"I'll have Lucas send you."

"Okay, thank you."

Aveline handed the child to Alexander, and Jamie immediately teared up, "Mommy, mommy, hold me." "Good boy." Aveline gently touched his hair. "Auntie will come to see you again."

The child sniffled and didn't want to let go, but Alexander forcibly pulled him away. It was like holding a little chicken. Jamie didn't dare to throw a tantrum when Alexander gave him a cold stare.

This was the suppression from bloodline. Aveline had a thought flash through her mind - how good would it be if this child were hers?

When she realized she had such a terrifying thought, she quickly shook her head.

Alexander spoke up, "I will give you an explanation for today's events."

Aveline only replied, "Just treat this child well."

After saying that, she quickly walked away from this place.

As she looked at the blue sea outside, if her child were still here, she would cherish them like a treasure, 10:27

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instead of treating them as a tool for solidifying her position.

Just thinking about her child, who hadn't even had a chance to breathe fresh air, Aveline felt a pang of pain.

Before she could take a few steps, her body suddenly collapsed in front of Lucas.

"Madam!"

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