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

Chapter 432.

With Evan's comfort, Aveline was less nervous. Time passed quickly.

The door of the operating room opened, and Aveline hurriedly rushed towards them.

"Bryce, how did it go?"

Bryce took off his gloves and mask and breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't worry, Aveline, the operation was successful. Uncle Blackwood will wake up in a few hours today."

Maybe because there had been too many accidents in the past, Aveline had always been scared. Fortunately, God was merciful.

Anthony seemed to know her worries, and he struggled to wake up not long after.

The moment his eyes opened, Aveline felt as if she was in a dream. She opened her lips and shouted: "Dad, dad, you finally woke up."

Anthony looked at her with gentle eyes, opened his mouth, and uttered vague syllables: "Ann, Aveline."

Bryce explained: "Uncle Blackwood's cranial nerves were damaged. Not only would he be temporarily unable to move and slur his speech, he will also need rehabilitation training for a long time from now on."

as dad is well, everything will be

doesn't cost anything. Aveline, your hands are not convenient, so I will

yet. After all, she had

of time for him to recover. He had been lying down for so long and

also had a

her, hanging right hand, "Hand,

a minor injury a few days ago. It will be fine soon. Dad,

since he was in a coma,

was in the

excuse that Alexander couldn't come to see him because he was

had divorced a long

thirsty? Drink

irritate him, so she

was getting late; Aveline pushed the wheelchair with one hand and pushed Anthony to the beach to watch

the waves were rolling, and many

and Aveline kept chirping in his ear: "Dad, when your hands and feet recover, I will take you to travel around. You know