Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage novel Chapter 581

Chapter 581.

Warm sunlight poured in from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on the gorgeous European-style bed.

The woman lying on the bed had a snow-white complexion and delicate facial features; she was as beautiful as Snow White.

Probably because the sun was too dazzling, she woke up from her sleep with a frown on h e r face.

She just woke up; her head was blank, and there was a dull pain in it.

It was as if something had taken away everything from her head. Not only was her head empty, but her heart was also empty.

Who is she? Where is she?

Hearing the sound of running water, Aveline looked curiously toward the bathroom. Someone was washing inside. Who is it?

She lifted the quilt and got down to the ground, stepping on the soft plush carpet with her bare feet.

Although it was freezing outside, there was a warm heater in the room, making it feel like a spring day in March or April.

She looked around. The decoration was mainly warm yellow with a creamy touch.

Soft marshmallow bed, off-white cloud sofa.

There was a huge photo hanging on the wall. In the photo, she is wearing a wedding dress and in the arms of a man. The man holding her had a slender figure and indescribably handsome features.

She walked to the dressing table and found that she looked exactly like the woman in the photo.

Was that her? Is she married?

Just as she was filled with questions, the bathroom door opened, and the man in the photo walked toward her wrapped in a bathrobe.

She thought he looked very handsome in the photo, but the photo obviously reduced the extent of his handsomeness.

He walked out covered in water vapor. Although he had deliberately restrained his aura and coldness, Aveline still felt danger from him.

There was a long scar on the exposed skin of his chest, which does not match the man's golden face.

"Aveline, you finally woke up."

When she was absent-minded, Alexander reached out and took the candle stand from her hand.

Then he took Aveline's hand and said, "I know you have a lot of questions, and I will tell you slowly, but the most important thing now is to fill your stomach. Aren't you hungry?"

Aveline looked down at the intertwined fingers of the two of them. He was wearing the same ring as her own.

"Are you really my husband?"

Husband?

It had been a long time since she had called him that. Alexander's heart skipped a beat, and even his Adam's apple rolled.

He suppressed the excitement running all over his body and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "It's true."

Alexander tilted his head slightly and said ambiguous words in her ear:

"Do you need me to prove it?"