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

Refusing To Be 737

Chapter 737.

Aveline didn't know what was coming. She lay on the hospital bed, and Ryan walked in with a food box.

"Ryan, I can't eat."

"If you can't eat, you should still eat a little. Your body is very weak now, and you need to enhance your immune system to fight cancer cells. I made chicken soup, so eat at least a little."

Ryan did not tell her that Alexander made it on purpose. Otherwise, Aveline would definitely not eat it.

Aveline did not refuse his kindness. "Ryan, I lost my memory. Tell me about the past."

Ryan still hadn't recovered from her amnesia claims. It was no wonder Aveline behaved strangely at their encounters.

"How did you lose your memory?"

Aveline thought that Alexander was full of lies, and what he said might not be true. "It doesn't matter anymore. Can you tell me what kind of person I used to be?" Ryan didn't ask further, "You've been outstanding since you were a child, skipping several grades in succession. You weren't even eighteen years old when you went to college, and you were praised as a gifted academic. The day you entered school, I saw you and noted that I know you. At that time, you shone like the sun. My mentor once said that you were the most gifted student he had ever seen. You would definitely have made great achievements in the medical field. It's a pity..."

"What's a pity?"

"It's a pity that you gave up your studies for a man."

Aveline was a little in disbelief to hear that. She always felt that that was

love would do.

were married in secret, and no one knew that you

I saw you

often came to the

at Ryan's eyes and said lightly, "Did I love him

and it even makes me

envious." Ryan said honestly.

must have hurt me

could not comment on

couple's relationship. "Anyway,

in

onship. "Anyway, itet

forgot about those

not be a good

good care

you think I'll survive? I know my physical condition very well. Help

process and take

same as before. Whether you

not tell Aveline

had made the decision to give her chemotherapy. Whether it was two years ago or now, they had no way to deal with Alexander,

add to

a sip of chicken soup and paused her movements. Ryan hurriedly looked at her.

"This soup..."

the Sterling family, probably your mother-in-law made