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 Alexander ruined her dream and

again and completely

could still feel the heartbreaking pain that spread from her heart to all parts of

Aveline closed her eyes and said word for

who would stab

expression of grief and sighed deeply. As an outsider, he didn't know how to

no connection with her, he

she was having a hard time. "Aveline, be patient, I'm going to

again, "My hand would

a moment before speaking again: "I will try

was treating the wound, he scolded Alexander in his mind, that bastard!

foolproof plan, and he knew he

Layla was

her body was too weak. After being sent to the hospital he discovered that her health was far worse than

finally settled down, and

sat blankly on the steps, smoking one

thinking except that his fingers

behind him and said, "Mr. Sterling,

five hours and three minutes have passed since he

all that time, his