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

Chapter 440
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Chapter 440.

Aveline almost burst into tears when he said, "You have a father." There were so many things in her heart that she wanted to ask Anthony whether he knew about her life history.

But looking at his worried eyes, Aveline swallowed everything in again.

She couldn't be anxious. Her Dad's nerves hadn't fully recovered yet, and he couldn't be stimulated.

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"Dad, it's really okay. I've just grown up and I'm not as childish as before." "It's okay. Alexander is treating you well as always, so I feel relieved." Anthony reached out and rubbed her hair, "Doctor Beige said that after another week or so of conditioning, I should be able to walk around on my own." In fact, for the past few days, he has been able to take a few steps with the help of external forces. Even if it is not easy for him to do, Anthony grits his teeth and persists.

He didn't want to be a burden to Aveline, and he also wanted to be like a normal person soon so that Aveline wouldn't have to worry about him.

"Well, that's really good news, con dad." Anthony felt much better when he saw her smile, "By the way, Aveline, I feel much better these days. I want to use my phone to read the news." That sounded like an alarm in Aveline's ears. Now that all media outlets were pushing the news about Alexander's wedding.

"Dad, just wait a little longer. Looking at your phone will irritate your eyes, which is not conducive for it's recovery." Anthony sighed helplessly, "Then it's done, just wait." "It's getting late. Let's go in and eat. Let's eat more so we can recover faster." Aveline pushed Anthony back to the house. Alexander and Nora looked at the father and daughter. One's hand was hanging down, and the other was unable to walk.

Such a scene made him feel more guilty. He took a few steps forward and walked to the two of them, "Aveline, letdo it." In the past days, he would always do these things himself. No matter what he did, Aveline would never give him a straight face. However, It was a little better when they were in front of Anthony.

When no one was around, she would just throw up her sleeves and leave.

Since he was happy to be a good son-in-law, his father-in-law was happy to see him, and Aveline didn't bother to interrupt.

Anthony's eyes lingered for a moment on the flash of disgust on Aveline's face. He was just brain-damaged, but that didn't mean he was blind or stupid.

It seemed that he was right. There was a problem between Aveline and Alexander. "Alexander, you are so busy every day, and I have so many people taking care of me. Don't worry about me. You can spend your twith Aveline." "Aveline wants to accompany you, and I also wants to accompany you.

Dad, are you feeling better today?" There was a completely gentle look on his face, which made Aveline think of how cold and ruthless he was before.

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"I am much better. I should be able to walk on my own in a week at most. Alexander, I really want to thank you for the medical team you found for me. They care aboutevery day." "Dad, we are a family and you don't need to thank me." Alexander pushed him to the dining table and stretched out his hand to pull out Aveline's chair.

"Aveline, I'm a little busy today. I'll

make soup for you when the sky clears tomorrow." As he said this, he stood aside and served vegetables and soup to the two of them. No matter how one looks at it, he is a rofe model for a good man. Aveline replied politely so as not to make Anthony suspicious.

However, Anthony saw her reserved actions with his eyes and remained silent.

After dinner, Alexander pushed him back to his room to do rehabilitation.

Every day, he would soak his feet with medicinal herbs. At that time, Alexander would roll up his sleeves ке and kneel on one knee, without any CEO composure, and carefully massage his feet to clear his blood vessels. "Alexander, there is no one else here. Tellthe truth. Did you and Aveline have a fight?" Alexander slapped the hand that was rubbing the feet. Did even Anthony notice it? "Dad, why do you ask that?"

Anthony answered without hesitation: "She used to look at you with a sparkle in her eyes, but now she only looks at you with hatred."