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.

hard, but we still had each other. Annabell watched helplessly as her father aged years in weeks, and he finally attrack

her father’s high medical expenses was already a huge burden for Aveline. Informing her family about her illness would only add

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sighed helplessly. “You can be rest assured; I’ll keep it

husband…”

of my father.

to discuss this further

their university days when Aveline had

star, and now,

years, Aveline had been the only one tirelessly taking care of her father’s treatment. Even when she fell ill herself, no one had seen

longer

she dialed his number. After three rings, his cold, magnetic voice came through,

grew hot, but she swallowed the words about her illness that she had prepared. Nora’s voice suddenly interrupted the call, “Alexander, the baby needs a

was gone, her family was ruined, and he had started a new life with someone

humility, Aveline’s voice came through shakily, “Alexander, let’s get

the phone clearly hesitated for a moment and then sneered, “Aveline, what kind of game are you playing now?”

eyes and said slowly, one word at

up all her strength. Her body slid down the wall, and the rain outside the corridor flew in, drenching her. She clutched the phone, biting

in a cold war for a year, she had always

and

voice had a hint of tears, and as he looked out at the pouring rain, Alexander left the diagnosis room.

going?” Nora chased after him, holding the child. But all she saw

just can’t let go.

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for a long time. He had thought that Aveline had prepared a table full of

was already dark outside

flowers on the dining

of them. There was only one possibility; she had

dining table. His handsome face was as

rushed from the car through the pouring rain, Aveline was soaking wet. The moment she felt his icy gaze on her, her back turned

cold voice rang

eyes were now devoid of light, and she replied lightly, “Do you still care about my life and death, Mr.