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

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Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Aveline glanced at Ryan, full of gratitude. Ryan nodded in response and turned to handle the paperwork

for her.

The nurse patiently explained to Aveline, “Miss Blackwood, for the next long period, you’ll be undergoing treatment. Chemotherapy drugs are administered through injections, and each time you need to have a needle inserted into your blood vessels. This puts stress on your veins as they endure the damage from chemotherapy drugs. In severe cases, there can be drug extravasation. Many chemotherapy drugs are corrosive. To prevent these troubles, we recommend that you first get a catheter implanted in your arm.”

“To ensure that the drugs can smoothly enter your veins and reach all the organs in your body, a route is left in advance. Its advantage is that it’s used for a longer time, and during the next chemotherapy session, you won’t have to find veins again, and there won’t be any needle slips. It’s convenient and safe, but the downside is that you shouldn’t lift heavy objects with this arm in the future.”

Aveline agreed with the nurse’s recommendation, and before starting chemotherapy, she underwent a minor surgical procedure to implant an infusion port in her arm.

Her body had developed antibodies to anesthesia, so she rejected the injection of anesthesia. As the knife cut through her fragile flesh, she merely furrowed her brow but made no sound.

The doctor asked, “Very few young ladies are as pain–tolerant as you.”

Aveline helplessly replied, “No one cares about me, so why show my pain to anyone?”

She recalled a year ago when she fell into the water, leading to premature labor. Even with anesthesia, she still felt the surgical knife cutting her abdomen clearly. On that day, she passed out from pain on the operating table and woke up in agony.

Yet, Alexander stayed outside Nora’s delivery room, and no matter how loudly she screamed, she couldn’t catch a glimpse of his face.

Since that moment, she learned to endure pain without making a sound.

On the day after chemotherapy, the various side effects appeared. Ryan handled her discharge procedures.

Aveline had to pause countless times on the short journey from the hospital ward to the underground parking lot. Even a slight movement made her feel dizzy and nauseous. Her body seemed completely drained of energy.

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Ryan sighed and squatted down to lift her up. Aveline’s face changed dramatically, and she panicked, refusing, “Ryan, don’t…”

is very poor. If you don’t accept my help, considering your life, I’ll have no choice but to call

certificate, he was still

tell him.”

pathetic state, and if Alexander found out she had cancer, he’d probably be even happier. She didn’t want him to mock her without any dignity.

her apartment and suggested, “Aveline, you must find someone to take care of you. Your current condition

nodded and said, “I understand. My friend will return from abroad soon, and she’ll come to take care of me. Ryan, you should go back to

indeed time. He had an important surgery

some instructions.

was painful, aching everywhere, dizzying, with her head spinning. Her stomach was churning and her

every minute and every second felt like being in

most was Alexander. She remembered the time he rushed her to the hospital when

they pushed her into the operating room. She was afraid to the point of tears. He held her hand and accompanied her into the operating

surgery.

these years, Aveline still remembered the expression on his face when he

had to stay in bed. Alexander took

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herself again and again to forget his goodness, to forget his betrayal, and to forget

her severe pain, Aveline struggled to get out of bed. She bit her

and as she washed the rice, her

her bone marrow but the intense feelings she had for him, like countless knives, slicing and tearing at her,

day, she noticed

revealing Ryan, who had been looking after her after work for the past few days.

including the roasted sweet potatoes she had been craving.

black hair showed some signs of wetting. As he lowered his head to examine Aveline’s complexion, she

it snowing?” Aveline

all night last night. When you recover

today.” Aveline

she discovered a substantial clump of her hair on

had to endure the loss

her short hair, she had anticipated it, but it was still terrifying to see her

and falling out.

stand the sight of her hair falling out, even with this anticipation. Aveline, a young woman with a beautiful

but surely, she would lose all her