Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Then Aveline walked towards the elevator with the cardboard box in her arms, and a dashing woman walked towards her. She was the leader of Team B.

She crossed her arms across her chest with a look of contempt on her face.

"What is this I am hearing about? Is it not comfortable to be here anymore?"

The ugliest thing in human nature is that someone you have never interacted with can treat you with the greatest malice through just a few words.

With Selen, just because Aveline got something she couldn't get, she would regularly say mean words to her.

Aveline was furious. She stood up straight and shouted back: "Didn't you wipe your mouth after going to the toilet? You talk so hatefully."

"What did you say?" Selen frowned, and her eyes suddenly became sharp.

Aveline met her eyes coldly, "I said fat people are called gymnastics, and you should be called strong bones since you are so thin. You and I know you always rush to say hurtful words to me? Did you hear me clearly this time? Did you hear me clearly? If you die, I will arrange for someone to engrave that on your headstone."

Selen was also a group leader, after all. No newcomer had ever spoken to her like that before, and her expression immediately changed.

Aveline didn't bother to pay her any attention; she pushed her away and entered the elevator.

When she walked out of the building, even the weather was not beautiful. It was raining heavily from a cloudless sky.

Aveline looked back at the towering building, and she knew he was watching her from the floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor.

She couldn't catch any glance of him from that height.

It was like a chasm between the two, and they were not a good match from the beginning.

Aveline twitched her lips. The reason why love is beautiful is because it leaves all troubles and problems to marriage.

Marriage is a piece of trivial and messy chicken feathers.noveldrama

She came alone and left alone.

Aveline's life has been quiet for the past two days, and she spends a long time with Anthony every day.

And her treatment plan has also come out. After the operation, there will be two phases of chemotherapy and 28 rounds of radiotherapy.

Dr. Bandit pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and patiently explained to her: "Miss Blackwood, although your situation is not very good, fortunately your body is quite receptive to drugs. One

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chemotherapy would have a very big effect. I believe that if you consolidate it after the operation, your five-year survival rate will definitely be improved."

Five years is a hurdle for cancer patients. As long as there is no metastasis or recurrence within the five years after treatment, then one can relax and take care of

themselves slowly.

"When is the surgery scheduled?"

"This Friday, our hospital's oncology resources were originally very tight, but you are a patient that Dr. Locksley has repeatedly asked to be taken good care of. In addition your illness cannot be delayed any tonger, so the time has been fastened for you."

"Friday..."

Aveline murmured because that day was the day when Alexander and Nora were

having their engagement party.

"Miss Blackwood, are you in any pain?"

"No."

"It's okay if you are not. Here are some precautions. You should pay attention to them these days."

Dr. Bandit handed her a few notes. As if he had thought of something, he asked again: "I heard that your father is also in the main hospital.

When the time comes, a family member will need to sign a risk confirmation form for you. Miss Blackwood, who will come to sign?"

Elizabeth's face flashed through her mind, and she suppressed the soreness in her throat, "I have no family, can I ask my friends?"

"It's best to be an immediate family member. A lover, aren't you married? Where is

your husband?"

"I am divorced."

"Then before you..."

Aveline interrupted coldly: "I don't have an ex-husband, he is dead."

Dr. Bandit touched his nose awkwardly, "I'm sorry for mentioning your sadness."

Aveline's face was expressionless, and there was no trace of sadness on her face. "It's nothing. I'm very happy that he died."