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

Chapter 92

Chapter 92

“Doctor, how is he?” Aveline’s heart raced as she anxiously pulled on her sleeves, afraid of hearing the

worst news.

“Tortunately, we managed to save him in time. Aveline, I won’t hide it from you anymore. Your father’s condition is very critical. We need to find the top neurosurgeon, Leo, to perform a craniotomy on him as soon as possible. Otherwise…we will be powerless next time,” the doctor replied.

Aveline’s heart sank again. She had been dreaming of finding Leo’s whereabouts.

Unfortunately, she had no connections. Ryan had tried to help her find Leo before, but they couldn’t

locate him.

As she looked at Anthony, who was wheeled out, his face pale and his eyes closed, Aveline called out,

“Dad.”

There was no response, as if her voice had fallen into a bottomless pit.

Anthony’s exposed hand was thin and frail, showing the signs of aging in just two short years. The hand. that used to hold hers and lead her home was no longer the same.

Aveline lay beside him, tears streaming down her face, her voice choked with emotion, “Dad, please wake up and look at me…”

No matter what he had done to others, he had never mistreated her. Aveline couldn’t just stand by and do nothing.

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A scene flashed through her mind – the day when Alexander said he could find Leo if she jumped off the building.

With his connections and wealth, it wouldn’t be surprising if he could find Leo. But he would never have told her if it weren’t a matter of life and death.

Knowing Alexander’s hatred towards Anthony and herself, she only had one option for the sake of her father.

She never expected that just a few days ago, she had made up her mind to never have anything to do with Alexander again. But now, she had to beg him once more.

wiping away her tears and settling Anthony, Aveline learned Alexander’s

took a Uber to

was a world of revelry and indulgence, with scantily clad

and women were engaged in intimate kisses, and the private rooms were

The lively

rooms

belonged to others. Aveline hurriedly made her way towards one of the private

usually disliked such places. Even when he gathered with friends, he would choose a

the door to

hundreds of people. Despite the crowd

chair, his eyes closed, completely unaffected by the surrounding noise.

eyes,

him was a handsome man in a gray home outfit, his bare feet soaking in a foot bath, and a furry

un with

in front of them, Alexander had a thermos

wolfberries.

people, one treating this place as a hotel, and the other treating it as a foot

towards Alexander and boldly tried to kiss

woke up from his dream, only

instinctively, Alexander forcefully pushed the

and fell in a tangled

skirt was lifted, revealing a sexy thong inside, which

in such

panicked and looked up, only to meet the gaze of Alexander

but a hint of

defined her as someone who played hard to get. And now, she had come

last time was jumping off a building. What kind of

the message conveyed in his eyes. Now that his father’s life was hanging by a thread, she had no choice but to turn

if she knew that approaching him would only bring humiliation, she had no way to

Gerald, no one knew her

curvaceous woman glanced at her and chewed gum as she teased, “Auntie, did

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