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."

is well, everything will be fine. Bryce, thank

anything. Aveline, your hands are not

responsible for him yet. After all, she

took a certain amount of time for him to recover. He had been lying down for so long

Aveline was already very happy. Anthony also had a lot to say to her, but he

stared at her, hanging right hand,

a minor injury a few days ago. It will be fine soon. Dad, please take a good rest and don't think about anything else.

the six months since he was in a

he was in

to see him because

had divorced a long

are you thirsty? Drink some

didn't want to irritate him, so she found

was getting late; Aveline pushed the wheelchair with one hand

breeze was gentle, the waves were rolling, and many birds

feet recover, I will take you to