Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Not only did he not leave, but he sat down and said, "No, we are acquaintances."

The waiter looked at them with an embarrassed look and didn't know what to do.

Ciara put down the knife in her hand gracefully, took out a tissue, and wiped her mouth clean. She was too unbothered to talk to him anymore; she looked at Aveline and said softly: "Let's eat somewhere else."

"Alright."

Aveline waited for a long time before her meal was served. She was very hungry

by that time, but she didn't want to eat in front of those two people.

She nodded to the two of them and said a simple goodbye: "Farewell."

Wesley's expression had deteriorated visibly, and Ciara led Aveline away.

"Stop!"

Wesley was probably angry at Ciara, so he took all his anger out on Aveline, "You are Alexander's wife, and you are also my daughter-in-law. Is that how you should greet your elders?"

Ciara could maintain her composure before, but the innocent Aveline was suddenly dragged into the issue. She was so angry that her temples were beating. Just when she was about to get angry, another voice sounded: "Daughter-in-law? Did Mr. Sterling remember something wrong?"

Alexander said from a distance as he walked in and took Aveline into his arms, like an old hen protecting her chick.

In that regard, the two of them really have the same genetics, and their actions to protect their wives are exactly the same.noveldrama

Wesley hadn't seen him for a long time. Although they had met a few times in the early years, the one that impressed him most was the little boy who suddenly came to see him when he was three years old.

At that time, Wesley had just been angered by Ciara's monstrous behavior, so he took his anger out on Alexander.

In the blink of an eye, the little boy who had cake smashed all over his face had grown so tall, especially with a face that looked so much like his own.

He is more like him than Solomon.

Alexander didn't know what he was thinking. He was no longer the little kid who longed for his father. He had a calm aura in his every move.

He said calmly. "Didn't Mr. Sterling told me personally more than 20 years ago that you are not my father, you do not have a son like me, and you also said that you have

forgotten that Grandpa expeyer

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from the Sterling family? Since I am not your son, how can she be your daughter-in-law?"

Aveline almost couldn't help but laugh out loud. The man really said the cruelest

words in the calmest tone!

Each of his words stabbed Wesley in the heart.

"Alexander!"

Compared to his anger, Alexander seemed much calmer, "My mother has finally come out of the shadow of her past. Our family is very happy living together. Please take care of your wife and family and don't try to increase your presence before her."

After a pause, Alexander added: "Especially that troublesome son of yours. If he uses his cunning brains again, I won't let him off so easily

next time."

His words did not give Wesley any chance. Wesley's ears were red, and he didn't

know whether he was angry or ashamed.

However, Aveline felt that a heartless person like him must have no sense of shame.

"We're leaving now, you guys eat slowly."

In the end, Alexander said hello like a gentleman before leaving.

Aveline didn't know if Ciara felt happy, but she felt quite happy anyway.

Walking out of the door, Ciara's eyes were red.

"You brat, you didn't blame me when I treated you like that? You are still defending me in front of him?"

"You are strange."

He didn't want to waste time on his emotions; seizing that moment was the right choice.

Before helping Ciara into the car, he said: "I was too young in the past, but now I have grown up and can protect you."