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

Chapter 385

Nora hung up on Alexander, her originally flustered mood suddenly soaring.

Alexander finally relented and wanted to marry her. That was great news for her.

She shook off the frustration in her heart, changed her clothes, and made up before leaving the house.

As she was leaving, she received a phone call. She pleaded coquettishly, "I did everything you said, but that woman won't have much longer to live. Can't I leave tomorrow? I have an important date now."

"No! Don't forget, your bone marrow matches hers. If someone finds out, she can still be saved. I'll send someone to pick you up, you hide for three days, at most three days, she will undoubtedly die."

Nora felt a bit impatient, "Alright, I'll leave after this date ends."

After that, she hung up the phone, thinking that it would be fine if she stayed a little longer.

Sitting in the car, she looked at the scenery that was rapidly reversing outside, and Nora once again thought of Elizabeth's face.

The person she hated so much in the past was finally going to die, so she should be happy.

She took out the small mirror from her pocket, preparing to touch up her makeup, when her fingers touched the card that Elizabeth gave her, and Nora's gaze froze.

Elizabeth said that the password was her birthday, but after so many years, she didn't know her birthday.

Did she really deserve to die?

Nora was upset again.

asking her where she was that Nora's mood improved again, and she quickly

button, "Alexander, I'll be there in ten

was interrupted, and in the last half of a

happened, and

direction, something has happened to

across the road, and it directly hit the big tree on the side of

the middle of the chaos, people screamed and

situation was not looking in the back

flowing out of her body, and her

and her chest was pierced by

phone and answer the call. The intense

Alexander's voice, "What

Alexander, save me, save

sounded extremely weak, and

"What'e situation now? Was

accident? Are

wounds? Is there anyone else nearby? You must not

internal organs

"My chest... glass."

she could finish her sentence, her car door was

looked towards the person, who was dressed in black clothes, with a duckbill cap, a

Kingsley, I'm here