Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

"Mr. Sterling, chemotherapy is like attacking a target with fire. Besides cancer cells, even normal cells wil be attacked indiscriminately.

Madam's current condition is already very serious. It's very likely that under the double blow of cancer cells and chemotherapy, she won't be able to hold on." Alexander lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "No, Aveline won't die."

Seeing him like that, Daniel didn't know how to comfort him. At that point, they could only pray for a miracle.

After a night of rescue, Aveline was temporarily out of danger, but her condition was not good for the time being, and she was extremely weak. The doctor repeatedly suggested that it was best not to undergo chemotherapy at that time, as she would be unable to hold on.

Alexander looked at Aveline, who was in a coma, and had no other thoughts for a while. The matter of the chemotherapy had to be delayed for the time being.

Lucas hurried over. "Mr. Sterling, the situation isn't great. I just found out that Mr. Blackwood was in trouble."

"What?"

"It seems to be an old illness, and he was taken to a private hospital overnight. The Blackwood's house is well protected. For the time being, Mr. Blackwood's current situation has not been found out, and he cannot be contacted."

It was like a leak, but it rained all night, and Evan had problems too.

"What about Bryce?"

"He is missing for the time being, Mr. Sterling. Don't worry, if there's any news, we'll let you know immediately."

Daniel hurried over. "Mr. Sterling, Madam's awake."

As soon as the words fell, Alexander took big strides out.

Aveline lay on the hospital bed, her face as white as paper, as weak as she could be.

Ciara also followed in. She, who had always been strong, saw Aveline become like that overnight and felt heartbroken to tears.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you..."

Aveline had just woken up, her nose

was full of the strong smell of medicine, and the pain in her stomach had temporarily stopped. She felt like a big monster was enveloping her inside her body.

Everything that happened last night felt like a dream, and her mind was still a bit muddled.

Looking at Alexander's crimson and concerned eyes, she asked softly, "Stomach cancer, advance stage?"

Alexander leaned on the side of the bed, reaching out to hold her hand, his throat

heavily blocked, "You will definitely get better."

Aveline chuckled softly, "So, it wasn't a dream."

"Aveline, I'm sorry, I..."noveldrama

Alexander wanted to explain, but Aveline took an effort to pull her left hand out of his palm. "There's no need to explain. I'm not curious, and

I don't want to listen. I'm very tired

now."

If he could unite his whole family to deceive her, how much truth would there be in

his explanation?

She no longer had the energy to distinguish the truth from his words.

Ciara wiped away her tears and changed the topic, "That's right, Aveline, l't tell you the truth when you're better. I swear, I won't lie to you again this time. You must be hungry, right? Come eat something to warm you up and warm your stomach up."

After Aveline woke up, she didn't make a fuss. Instead, she was very cooperative. "Okay."

She was indeed hungry, probably because the pain had been too severe during that time, and she was afraid.

Alexander quickly brought over the porridge, and Ciara rolled up the bed for her and placed a cushion around her waist.

Alexander blew the porridge and fed it to Aveline's mouth at the right tempera ture.

Aveline did not open mouth, and Alexander quickly asked, "Don't you want to eat porridge? What do you want to eat? Tell me."

Aveline calmly said, "It's not that I don't want to eat porridge, I just don't want to eat the porridge you feed me."

She stared at Alexander's worried eyes and said word for word, "It makes me feel sick."