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

Chapter 86

Even though Daniel had only slept for two or three hours last night, he was still full of energy. Seeing that Alexander was not present, he deliberately lowered his voice and said, “Ms. Aveline, Mr. Sterling really cares about you. Look, he specially arranged for me to arrange a medical examination for you.”

Cares about her?

Aveline couldn’t help but find those words laughable.

He only wanted to ensure that she was alive so that he could torture her more easily.

Aveline was just curious, what expression would he have on his face if he really knew that she had stomach cancer?

“Go

ahead.” Aveline didn’t say much else. After all, she had no choice now.

The examination included many items, but the only one missing was a gastroscopy. After all, it was quite troublesome to do a gastroscopy. She had to take laxatives in the early morning and have several bowel movements until her intestines were completely empty before undergoing anesthesia for the

examination.

Aveline’s body was already weak, and she definitely couldn’t withstand such torture. Moreover, she had been married to Alexander since her student days, and her daily routine was regular, so she rarely had any problems with her stomach.

being the problem, so he didn’t

the results were expedited. Aveline was hungry all morning and had just sat down to

stood tall and straight, with the same cold expression as always. He should have rushed over from the company, wearing a

the one she had bought for him in the past. Aveline could still

all she felt was

gaze fell on her pale face. Why did she always appear so weak and frail every

be that there was really something wrong with her

rest assured, I won’t die, and I won’t seek death in the future.” Aveline broke the silence between

her porridge, and the back of her fair hand was swollen from the needle she had just removed,

anger had

“No.”

to the

in her hand and looked directly into

her directly, “What problems could you

have a terminal illness.” Aveline stared straight into his deep

let me go?”

had just sat down on the sofa when he heard Aveline’s question. His heart sank, and he couldn’t help but straighten his back. He kept rubbing his left hand’s tiger’s mouth with his right hand, his tone still icy, “Tell me, what terminal illness

she couldn’t determine whether the tumor was benign or malignant, she could see localized thickening of the gastric wall on the CT scan. Moreover, if the tumor was particularly large, it could invade the surrounding tissues and structures, such as directly invading the left liver, or even causing enlargement of the lymph nodes around it

his deep and unfathomable eyes and heard a knock