Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

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Chapter 11

Chapter 11

On the day Aveline Blackwood was diagnosed with stomach cancer, Alexander was accompanying Noral as they were taking their son for a check–up.

In the hospital corridor, Ryan held the biopsy report with a serious expression and said, “Aveline, the test results are out. It’s a malignant tumor, stage 3A. If the surgery is successful, the five–year survival rate is

between 15% to 30%.”

Aveline’s delicate fingers clenched the strap of her bag, her pale face filled with seriousness. “Ryan, how long can I live if I don’t have the surgery?”

“Half a year to a year, it varies from person to person. In your case, it’s better to undergo two rounds of chemotherapy before the surgery to prevent infiltration, spreading, and metastasis.”

Aveline bit her lip and said with difficulty. “Thank you.”

“Why are you thanking me? I’ll arrange your admission right away.”

“No need, I don’t plan to undergo treatment. I can’t endure it.”

-Ryan wanted to say more, but Aveline respectfully bowed to him and said, “Ryan, please keep this a

secret for me. I don’t want my family to worry.”

After the global financial crisis that sent markets into chaos, the Blackwood Group had heavily invested in a massive development project, with loans from multiple banks.

As property values plummeted and credit froze, The Blackwood Group faced a severe cash flow crisis.

The old Blackwood, trying to save the family business, made a desperate gamble.

He leveraged everything they had on high–risk investments, hoping for a miracle turnaround.

But the market continued its downward spiral, and the Blackwood finally lost it all. The mighty Blackwood empire, built over generations, crumbled in a matter of months.

had each other. Annabell watched helplessly as

for Aveline. Informing her family

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I’ll keep it confidential. I heard you got married.

husband…”

father. I have to leave now.”

further and left before he could respond.

back to their university days when Aveline had

It was like a fallen star,

only one tirelessly taking care of her

could no longer hold

three rings, his cold, magnetic voice

but she swallowed the words about her illness that she had prepared. Nora’s voice

had been holding back for so long fell in that moment. Her child was gone, her family was ruined, and he had started a new life with someone else. It was

Aveline’s voice came through shakily,

for a moment and then sneered,

her eyes and said slowly, one word at a time, “Alexander, I’m waiting for you

slid down the wall, and the rain outside the corridor flew in, drenching her.

been in a cold war for a year, she had always refused

and

and as he looked out at the pouring rain, Alexander left

she saw was Alexander’s retreating figure, and his once

just can’t

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thought that Aveline had prepared a table

too early; it was already dark outside at just

glanced at the withered flowers on

allow flowers to wither like this without disposing of them. There was only one possibility; she had

the door and saw the tall man in a suit standing by the dining table. His handsome face was as cold as ice, and when he looked at her, his pitch–black

rushed from the car through the pouring rain, Aveline was soaking wet. The

you?” Alexander’s cold voice

now devoid of light, and she replied lightly, “Do you still care about