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 long as dad is well, everything will be fine. Bryce, thank

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

she had to create time to

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

already very happy. Anthony also had

her, hanging right hand, "Hand, your

will be fine soon. Dad, please take a good rest

what happened during the six months since he was

he was in

to see him because

divorced a long

you thirsty?

want to irritate him, so she found a reason to change

the wheelchair with one hand and pushed

rolling, and many birds flew back

when your hands and feet recover, I will take you to travel around. You know that you have worked hard