Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 585.

Alexander walked out of the door quickly and deliberately lowered his voice: "Hello."

"Mr. Sterling, is your wife awake? How is she doing?" Ryan asked.

Aveline had been asleep for three days since she was injected with the drug that day. She should have woken up today.

Alexander briefly described Aveline's condition, and Ryan breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good, I'm still afraid..."

Ryan has been feeling a little nervous for the past few days, thinking about the time Aveline had a high fever a year ago, and her white blood cells and red blood cells were extremely low.

Generally, such a low level is most likely due to chemotherapy, but Aveline's physical examination report later said nothing was wrong, so Ryan didn't say anything more.

This drug is very special. In addition to pregnant women, the elderly, and children with low immunity, there are also cancer patients who shouldn't use it.

From time to time, Ryan would think of Aveline's face as pale as paper a year ago.

"What are you afraid of?"

"I just feel that she has been in poor health, and I'm afraid that she will reject the effects of the medicine. I hope she's fine."noveldrama

After thinking for a while, Ryan added: "During this period, you should carefully observe her condition and contact me as soon as possible if anything goes wrong."

"Alright."

Aveline did not miss the name of the caller, Ryan.

It was clearly a man's name, so why did he avoid answering the phone in her presence?

Then she thought about how expensive the villa was, judging from its floor space and decoration. It was obvious that Alexander was a person with pretty good financial conditions.

Maybe it's a senior executive or something like that. It's understandable that he has important clients to contact.

At that time, Aveline didn't know Alexander's identity.

Although she has some questions in her mind, she will slowly find the answers as the days are long.

She went downstairs without much thought and started touring the villa. She found that the home was as extravagant as the decoration, and every detail was in her favorite style.

Auntie Helen on the side finished washing the dishes, holding a cucumber in her hand, chewing it and said. "Of course, these were all carefully selected by you, madam. You put so much thought into even a pair of slippers in this house, so even if you lose your memory, you will still feel familiar."

"Do I have a good relationship with him?"

Auntie Helen took another bite of cucumber and said with a crunch in her mouth, "Of course, you and the master were in love from the beginning before getting married. But was in the old house at that time, and I heard that you, madam, wanted to please the master and learned a lot about cooking, and you cook for him in different ways every day. He will also cook for you when he is free. You like to drink the black chicken soup made by him."

Speaking of their relationship, the woman's face was filled with

happiness, "The old lady was still alive at that time. In autumn, the old lady would ask you to come over. There was a very big and tall ginkgo tree in the yard. You would shake it on top while the old lady would pick it below. The master would be killing chickens in the kitchen, I really miss those days."

Aveline learned from Auntie Helen's narration that she and Alexander were in love

with each other and were a match made in heaven.

When her eyes fell on the bouquet of delicate pink roses on the table, a picture flashed before her eyes. The woman sighed heavily at the withered flower branches.

She accidentally picked up the rose, and the pain in her fingertips brought Aveline back to reality.

She looked down at the blood flowing from her fingertips, feeling a little unreal.

"Madam, why did you act on impulse? It's all my fault for not shaving off the thorns. I'll get you a band-aid."

A figure moved toward her faster. Alexander took Aveline's hand, put her injured fingertip in his mouth to suck out the blood, spit it into the trash can, and put a cute band-aid on her.

"Be careful in the future." Alexander warned in a low voice.

Aveline was stunned, nodded, and looked up into his affectionate pupils.