Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 85

The sneered coldly and grabbed her wrist with one hand, pulling her into his embrace.

His actions were not gentle at all, but rather rough with a hint of anger, his arm tightly imprisoning her legs

Out of instinct, Aveline's fingers accidentally touched his neck, startling her. She quickly moved her hand away, but the warmth from his body lingered on her fingertips.

"Alexander, let go of me." Aveline struggled weakly, but couldn't shake him at all.

She could only let him carry her into the snow, the thick snow under their feet making a "creak creak" sound.

He didn't say a word from beginning to end, and this silence was suffocating. Aveline was carried back to the sickroom by him.

The warm interior slowly warmed her cold body,

stumbled towards her

in snot and tears, Aveline instinctively opened

collar with one

Jordan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that

drip. He patiently advised, "Your white blood cell count is very low, so please don't exert yourself anymore. Even the best doctors won't be able to save you if you keep pushing

her gaze fixed on the white ceiling like

escape route, not even giving her a chance to die. What could

"I understand."

Alexander coldly withdrew his gaze from her face and left the room in big

couldn't be dispelled. Suddenly,

with anger, his voice filled with a bone-chilling coldness, "Investigate why her white blood cell

hesitation. Clearly, her health had always been good, so why did her white blood cell count suddenly drop like this? Thinking back to her frequent bouts of dizziness recently, Alexander couldn't

Don't worry, based on her physical condition from two years ago, aside from acute illnesses, she shouldn't have any chronic

"That's good to hear."