Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage novel Chapter 404

Chapter 404.

The dim light in the room fell on the woman's face. Before this, Aveline had fantasized about what the real Layla should look like countless times.

The things she did must have been vicious, even twisted.

In fact, she inherited the perfect bloodline of the Sterling family, and her appearance were more inclined towards Mrs. Sterling.

There was only a third of the resemblance to the well-defined Alexander, and the most similar one should be their eyes.

Whether it was the eye shape or the expression, they were all carved out of the same mold as Alexander's.

Her facial features were exquisite, and her long hair fluttered, making her look extraordinarily innocent.

If it weren't for the things she had done, she would have been a clean college student.

So the answer to the mystery was clear, and her deduction was not wrong. The culprit was Layla!

Thinking of the Blackwood family, Anthony, and all the pain she had suffered in the past two years, Aveline wanted to go forward and dig her heart out.

She had no grievances with her, so why did she do this?

Especially since her father was still lying in bed, Aveline's chest heaved with anger.

Evan's voice soothed her restless emotions.

"You've grown up."

Layla's cheeks became slightly red, and she opened her mouth as if she wanted to explain something, but in the end, she endured it and retreated to the side.

"I don't know what you called me for."

"It's not really a big deal. I happened to be in Alberta recently, and I heard that you're also here. I wanted to come over and see how you're doing?"

Layla pursed her lips, "I'm here, sir. I'm fine. I hope you won't blame me for leaving."

"That was your own choice. Of course, I won't blame you. Besides coming to see you today, I also want to consult with you about some medical matters."

At the mention of medical matters, Layla's eyes instantly lit up, and she hurriedly said, "Sir, please go ahead."

Aveline looked at her appearance and clearly had a very different attitude towards Evan. Was Evan also a very important person to her?

"What?" He was stunned.

"I said the notes I just played, was it good?."

Adam was worried all the way, so he didn't care about what she played.

"Can you play again?" he asked seriously.

The woman's light laughter rang in his ears, "You're still the same, you don't know how to coax women at all."

Other men would definitely say it was nice, regardless of whether they heard it or not.

Adam stared at the back of her head. Why did her voice sound so much like the person in his memory?

Impossible, she had been dead for so many years, and he personally collected her body from the morgue.

Adam shook his head, dispelling the thoughts in his mind.

The woman spoke again, "Come here, let's play together."