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

Chapter 257
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Chapter 257 Ryan and her caught up on recent events. Aveline had been feeling guilty all this time, for it was because of a single sentence from her that Ryan was exiled by Alexander. Ryan's voice was as gentle as ever; he had been studying abroad and had completely adapted to the new environment. He had recently met a girlfriend with a very good personality, and in a few years, he would be able to take over as the dean when he returned to the country, so this study abroad was not a bad thing after all. He arranged for Aveline to have a stomach check-up the next day.

"Aveline, you can step out and embrace life again, I'm really happy for you," Ryan said.

"Senior, I will live well, whether it's for a day or a month, I will have hope to greet tomorrow," Aveline replied. A sweet voice cfrom the other end of the phone, "Senior, I messed up again just now...." Aveline ended the call with a smile, "Go ahead, Senior." That night, she rarely relaxed and took a bath. She poured herself half a glass of red wine, stood at the balcony, listened to the sea breeze, and raised her glass. She shouted at the sea, "Aveline, you must live well!" The next morning, she took a day off, changed into a simple white dress, and took Maya back to her alma mater. In just a few years, the area around the school had changed a lot, with more shops and buildings. The morning breeze tousled the ponytails of the girls and the newly sprouting green leaves. Birds chirped and flew across the blue sky above.

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The stove on the roadside stall was emitting wisps of smoke, and the air was filled with the scent of freshly baked buns. The sunlight danced on Aveline's bright face, everything was just right, allowing her to love this broken world once again.

Maya chattered in her ear, talking about past anecdotes. Occasionally, she mentioned a few things about Cameron, and a hint of loss would flash across Maya's face. Aveline patted her shoulder, "Ma..." Maya quickly put on a smile, "It's okay, I'm not as fragile as you think.

I've been busy during this time, busy signing contracts, adapting to the new company, getting closer to my colleagues, and making myself excellent." "I thought I would be very sad, but these sorrows have long been wiped out in the trivialities of life. Even the things I thought I would never forget have faded away in the days of yearning." Maya held Aveline's hand, "Aveline, I believe you can also move on. Give yourself stime, you deserve the best." "Yeah, I believe so too." Aveline bought two bouquets of flowers from the nearby flower shop, handing one to Maya. The two vibrant bouquets collided in the air.

"To the beautiful life ahead of us." Under Ryan's arrangement, Aveline had a follow-up checkup with the doctor then returned hand put the flowers in a vase. She smiled at the vibrant bouquet.

From then on, she gave herself flowers and rode freely through the flowers.

The results would take twenty-eight Ine hours to cout. Aveline slept soundly that night, and there was no more deep sea swallowing her in her dreams.

She saw a child coming towards her in a field of flowers, putting a flower crown on her head. "Mom, I hope you'll be happy." Aveline hugged the child, only to meet the big eyes of Jamie.

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The dream cto an abrupt end and Aveline saw the sunlight outside the window, smiling helplessly. How did she dream of that child again? She pulled the curtains all the way, reaching out to touch the light pouring in.

It turns out that when your heart is warm, so is the sunlight.

She tidied herself up and went to the company, starting a new journey.

In the company's lobby, she saw Alexander, surrounded by a crowd of admirers, in stark contrast to her lonely figure.

Like two parallel lines that could never intersect, this was the Om relationship she should have.

At this moment, she understood that the cruelest words in this world were not "I'm sorry" of "I hate you," but "we EnT can never go back." Aveline pressed the close button, forever separating Alexander's figure from the outside.