Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 622.

The man obviously knew her, but his dress deliberately concealed himself, and his aura did not look like an ordinary person; he exuded danger.

But it happened that he was such a strange man, having two babies in his care, and he had the likeness of a tiger sniffing roses.

Suppose she were to assume that he is a human trafficker. Which human trafficker is willing to buy so many clothes for babies?

Aveline raised her eyes and took a look at the price tag. The price of any small piece of clothing was several hundred dollars in the store, as well as diapers and milk powder. There were two full trolleys.

The price of all he bought must be several thousand at least. How could any trafficker be so generous?

The children were still crying, and he didn't look impatient at all. He also took out two small pacifiers from his pocket.

The pacifiers were sealed in sterile bags, which means that the men disinfected them in advance before stepping out.

He stuffed the little pacifier into the children's mouths, and the crying finally stopped.

Aveline saw the two children lying on the man's shoulders, with two lines of unwiped tears hanging on their chubby faces.

The big round eyes looked in her direction, and her nose was red. The children's cute appearance looked very much like that of two kittens.

Aveline thought it was a bit strange. Babies that could be held upright were

usually more than three months old. When she first held them, the baby was very light, as if it were a newborn baby.

"Madam, what are you looking at?" Auntie Helen happily walked to Aveline carrying a few small clothes.

"Auntie Helen, look over there, how old could those babies be?"

The man was holding the children and was about to walk to the elevator. Auntie Helen glanced at it and replied: "They look about the same age as my grandson, but my grandson is not yet out of confinement, his body is still limp, and his neck can't hold his head up.

We can't carry him like that."

Auntie Helen's judgment was the same as Aveline's, and she added:

"There is another possibility, Madam, you can see they are twins. It is very likely that their mother's body was stimulated causing the babies to be born prematurely, so they will be a few times smaller than usual.

A 6-month-old premature baby is usually smaller than the one carried to term. Madam, if your child was still here, he must be that old."

Seeing Aveline's face darken, Auntie Helen stretched out her hand and slapped her mouth a few times,è "Madam, look at my broken mouth. I am so sorry for the outburst. You are still so young, and you will definitely have many children in the future."

Aveline smiled bitterly and changed the subject, "How are the clothes you are choosing?"

"Look, madam, the clothes I picked are so beautiful and soft to the touch. This time is better, unlike those days when we didn't have soft clothes or even diapers."

Aveline glanced at the ones in her hand and picked a few more.

Auntie Helen kept saying enough, but Aveline ignored her, "Children grow up very

fast, so it's a good idea to buy more for preparation."

"Thank you, madam."

Aveline looked at the beautiful clothes and couldn't help but think that if her child was still alive, he must be very cute in them.

In her mind, she recalled the appearance of the little baby girl who just lay in her arms. She was white and tender, with eyes so big and round like a Barbie doll's and her heart melted. en

The man asked her to come meet him in a coffee shop. Who is he?

Aveline was hesitant. Without her memory, she couldn't tell whether the other party was a friend or an enemy.

His condition was for her to be alone.

As soon as she closed her eyes, Bridget's death was right in front of her, and

Alexander's repeated warnings for her to pay attention to safety.noveldrama

Aveline gave up the idea and went back immediately after shopping for the sake of safety.

There was no reason why she should go.

After shopping with Auntie Helen, they were about to return to the garage when they heard a harsh sound.

"What happened?"

"It seems like someone broke into the store."

In the chaos, Auntie Helen was

about to fead Aveline away, but at

this time, no one knew who shouted:

"Isn't that Aveline? The evil person

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who forced Bridget to death