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

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Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Elizabeth looked at Alexander in confusion. She hadn’t heard about Alexander being married.

“Mr. Sterling, we’ve been living abroad for many years, and we’re not aware of the news in the United States. What’s the connection between my daughter and you?”

Alexander’s expression remained indifferent as he spoke, “Even if there was a connection, it’s in the past. I’m currently processing a divorce.”

Aveline hadn’t expected that the sincere feelings she had held for years would end up as mere words on his lips.

Was she angry? Of course, she was. But more than anger, she felt a chilling sense of realization that she had chosen a monster to cherish.

Aveline took out a ring box and forcefully threw it at Alexander. “To hell with you, you scumbag! The biggest regret of my life is being associated with you. We’ll meet at the Civil Affairs Bureau at nine o’clock tomorrow, and anyone who doesn’t show up is a coward!”

The box hit his forehead, making it red, and the ring scattered at his feet. This time, Aveline didn’t even spare a glance at the ring. She stepped on it and stormed out, slamming the door behind her.

In these last few years, Aveline’s life had been filled with too many hardships. This incident was like the final straw on a camel’s back. She didn’t get far before fainting by the roadside.

She gazed at the continuous drizzle from the sky, feeling as though the world was being hostile to her.

She thought that maybe dying like this wouldn’t be so bad.

In this calculating world, there wasn’t much left for her to hold onto.

When she woke up again, she found herself in an unfamiliar room. Warm yellow light banished the darkness, and the room’s heating felt like spring.

“You’re awake.”

Aveline opened her eyes and saw Ryan’s gentle eyes. “Ryan, did you save me?”

“I found you collapsed by the roadside when I returned home from work. So, I brought you here. Since your clothes were soaked, I had my maid get you some dry ones.”

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The man had clear and clean eyes, and there was no hint of indecency.

“Thank you, Ryan.”

some oxtail soup; you should have some warm water.”

bed. “You don’t have to bother, Ryan. I won’t

late.”

Ryan swiftly caught her, and the

as the laundry detergent her family used,

of

weak right now. If you want to live a little longer, don’t

a glimmer of hope in her eyes,

she realized that she hadn’t had much contact with Ryan. At most, he had been a senior who gave her an award when she

when she was in her first year, so their time together had been minimal. They only interacted more when they met at

relationship hadn’t been significant enough to justify her troubling Ryan.

advanced a lot these days. You’re in the late stage, and many cancer patients in a similar stage have survived. You have to believe in yourself. Chemotherapy

and I know the

to persuade her, “Chemotherapy followed by surgery has a high chance of curing it Although the side

She fought to keep her tears from falling and spoke with trembling lips, “But I can’t endure it anymore.”

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throat. He looked into her tearful eyes, feeling somewhat choked

up.

he asked, “Clear your mind. Is there no

and replied, “Only my

stay alive for your

“Thank you, Ryan. I feel much better

ring, but he

are you going? I can

”

already called a car. It’ll be here soon.” She politely refused, and Ryan reluctantly agreed. However, he was concerned that, after Aveline’s emotional outburst, she might be tempted to

river. Although the rain had stopped, the air was cold. Ryan wanted to approach her and offer comfort, but a black luxury

car door opened, and a distinguished man who often graced the cover of

aback. Could it be that Aveline’s husband

more disheveled. Alexander raised his hand to help

something

if she was trying

bankruptcy

“Yes,”