Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 552.

The third underground floor.

The elevator door opened, and cold air rushed in.

Alexander took off his coat and put it on Aveline. It was not as warm here as above.

It was Aveline's first time in a place like that, and it's different from the scenes in movies and TV shows.

The corridor was very brightly lit, but the overly bright incandescent light shone on the wall, making it look even more deserted.

There was an old man standing at the door of the morgue. He had received orders from his superiors to wait there for Aveline's arrival.

"Mr. Sterling, adam, although the corpse has been beautified, it is still a corpse and it does not look good. You must be mentally prepared."

Aveline said in a hoarse voice: "Bring her out."

When the door opened, Aveline saw a body covered by a white cloth.

Alexander explained: "I have temporarily blocked the news and have not notified her family yet."

Aveline walked towards the corpse step by step. She was in a coma for three days.

To her, what happened that night seemed like it had just happened. She remembered the pain of tearing her body apart, how loud the wind was, and how biting the water was.

She slowly stretched out her trembling hands and pulled the white cloth off little by little.

Roselyn's face was slowly revealed. Although her body had not decomposed due to the extremely cold environment, there were countless corpse spots on her body.

It was obvious that not long ago, her face was full of joy, and her smile was as bright as the sun.

Now, she was lying in a cold place with a pale face.

Tears fell uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry, Roselyn, I'm really sorry."

Aveline slid down and knelt on the ground, holding the white cloth tightly with her fingers.

The scene of her first meeting with Roselyn was recalled in her mind.

She was carefully wrapping the pruned flower branches in Rose Manor.

When she was discovered by her, she was so nervous that she hid the flower branch behind her back. She blushed like a child who had done something wrong and stammered: "Mi, Miss Blackwood, I didn't steal this flower. I just think it would be a waste to throw it away. I..."

Even though her hand was pricked by a flower thorn, she didn't feel anything.

"It's okay, Miss Blackwood. People

like us are different from you who are delicate and expensive. I could cook, buy groceries and clean by myself since I was very young. A little wound is fine."

"Obviously I'm a little older than you, but why are you always so lifeless? You're

so good-looking. You'll be even prettier when you smile."

"As long as you don't dislike me, I will be your family from now on, and I will definitely take good care of you."

"Babies, you must be well behaved in your mother's belly. When you come out, your aunt will take you to eat delicious food."

"Aveline, my crush is coming back home."

"He is the best person I have ever met. I really like him. As the saying goes, a person's feelings at first sight can lead to a life-changing relationship."

"Theodore confessed to me, Aveline, do you know how long I have been waiting for this day? I feel like I own the whole world!"

"When you give birth to a child, I will definitely let you meet Theodore.

Then you will know how good he is."

"As I said, I will definitely... protect you. Farewell, Aveline."noveldrama

The time they spent together was not too long, only more than half a year, but Aveline had long been accustomed to her personal care and regarded her as her own relative.

Aveline even thought about preparing a generous dowry for her, and she wanted

to live well until the day Roselyn got married.

It must be a wonderful thing to see Roselyn and her sweetheart get married and fulfill her girlhood dream.

But the girl who was obsessed with the god-like man did not wait until she got married and was also killed by her sweetheart.

Aveline couldn't even imagine how desperate and sad Roselyn must have been at that time.

Theodore not only took away Roselyn's life, but he also personally trampled on her love over the years.

She was such a beautiful person; how could anyone have the heart to shoot her?

Tears of regret, resentment, and anger lingered.

Alexander hugged her gently and said, "Cry if you want."

In the dim room, Aveline knelt on the ground and was embraced by Alexander.

She grabbed the clothes on his chest tightly and cried at the top of her lungs.