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

Chapter 428.

Alexander looked at the dying Layla in his arms. She was so seriously injured, but the corners of her mouth were still raised high, like a general who had won a battle.

"Brother, I won."

After saying this, she fell unconscious in Alexander's arms.

Alexander was flustered. He knew that he had lost Aveline forever.

Evan didn't expect Aveline to hurt herself, and Bryce's eyes turned red.

"Aveline, your hand!"

"Bryce, I'm fine."

"How can it be okay? You want to be a doctor. If you hurt your hand badly, what will you do with your life?"

Bryce urgently treated her wounds while complaining distressedly.

It was Aveline who said she wanted to become a doctor that he embarked on this path, but Aveline herself became like this.

"Doctor..."

weakly. She really wanted to be a good doctor in the past, but

hand again and completely ruined her

she thought of Alexander, she could still feel the heartbreaking pain that spread from

shouldn't do it anymore." Aveline closed her eyes and said word for word: "I don't want to do

the person who would stab her in the end would be

her expression of grief and sighed deeply. As

had no connection with

was having a hard time.

Aveline opened her eyes again, "My hand would be useless,

silent for a moment before speaking again: "I will

in his mind, that bastard! With Evan's

make a foolproof plan, and he

Layla was

too weak. After being sent to the hospital

finally settled down, and

sat blankly on the steps, smoking one

what he was thinking except

and said, "Mr. Sterling, the

hours and three

all that time, his