Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 411.

Layla met his gaze directly. "Yes, I had enough of living like this, so I ran away and wanted to see the outside world, but I was still naive at that time. I thought there was no one else in this world that was evil except Mom; I thought everyone else was kind."

At that point, her voice stopped, and she could not continue.

Alexander continued to ask: "Even if your mother hurt you, what grudge do you have against Aveline? Why did you treat her like that?"

"Aveline... of the Aveline..." Layla's eyes suddenly turned cold at the mention n a

me.

Her emotions fluctuated violently, and she even grabbed Alexander's collar, "Did you think I didn't look for you? But at that time, did you still have me as your sister in your mind? You only had her in your heart. I saw that you would smile at her and pamper her, just like you did to me, and she smiled so happily."

The tears she was holding back rolled down at this moment, and Layla cried out: "Do you know what kind of life I have lived these years?

What have I gone through in order to see you again?"

Tears fell on the back of Alexander's hand, and it felt a little warm.

"When I escaped from that dark cage and desperately wanted to see you, you only loved Aveline in every possible way. Obviously I am your sister, and I am the only person you can love!"

There was a hint of paranoia in her eyes, and Alexander knew the look all too well.

He had seen this look in the eyes of his mother, who had masochistic tendencies, whenever she go t sick.

Mental illness can be hereditary. Layla had lived in her mother's shadow since she was a child. Does she also have such a tendency?

"Layla, you are my sister and my family. Aveline is my wife and your sister-in-law. She is also your family. You should love her instead of hate her."

"Love? Why should I love a stranger who has nothing to do with me and has no blood relationship with me? Why should she be able to smile so sweetly next to you?"

Layla curled up her fingers slightly, and the light in her eyes became colder and colder.

"So, not only do I not love her, I also hate her to the core. I was once a wealthy young lady like her. I want, her to experience pain. Watch her lose your favor little by little. I want to watch her fall from the clouds to hett, and I will really feel happier than ever before."

"Are you crazy? What wrong did she do to you?"

"She did nothing wrong. Her fault is that she is loved by you. You are my brother, how can you love another person?"

Layla continued speaking with an unreasonable look, "I know that as much as you love her, you would hate me, but I don't care anymore.

Living such a life is worse than death. You can kill me to avenge her."

Alexander's fingers were trembling slightly. How could he kill Layla, his sister, with his own hands?

He grabbed Layla's wrist harder and harder, almost gritting his teeth, and said: "How can I kill my own sister?"noveldrama

Layla curled her lips and smiled: "I know you are reluctant to let go, but brother once Ave line knows the truth, will become an eternal knot in her heart. She will not be able to go past it."

"You expected this?"

"Yes, I know you won't kill me. There's no way to have it both ways."

Alexander was so angry that his heart ached. How could he have such a sister?

He raised his hand and prepared to wave it down again, but Layla subconsciously reached out to block it.

When she raised her hand, her sleeve slipped down, and Alexander saw scars on her arm that looked like a centipede.