Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 568.

Early the next morning, Aveline stepped into Anthony's room for the last time and looked at the skinny man lying on the bed.

Anthony's muscles atrophied terribly, and his face looked even older and thinner.

The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine.

Aveline had not had the courage to go in for many days.

She knew that the day she was waiting for her to make up her mind would be the day she said goodbye.

It snowed heavily overnight, and the yard was covered with a thick layer.

Aveline pulled back the heavy blackout curtains and opened the window.

She should let the sun, wind, and snow roll into the room.

"Dad, you haven't breathed the fresh air outside for a long time, right?noveldrama

It's winter again, and it's snowing."

Although Aveline's right hand was not as sensitive as her left hand, regular movements were no longer a problem.

She picked up a handful of snow and squeezed it quickly with her fingers.

Then she slowly made a snow bunny.

"I remember that every time it snowed when I was a child, you would accompany me to have snowball fights and build snowmen in the yard.

Your skills were always so good. I once said that when you get old, I will push your wheelchair and continue to make snowmen and snowball fights with you. But that day seems to be impossible."

"Dad, you will always look so young and handsome in my heart, but today I suddenly discovered that my Dad is already old, and his shoulders are no longer broad. It must be very hard for you to persist for so long, right?"

Aveline smiled and cried, "I'm sorry, because I kept you again because of my selfishness, but I won't do it this time. Dad, I will let you go."

Tears streamed down Anthony's face, "Actually, I have known for a long time that you are not my biological father, but so what, in my heart, you will always be my dearest father, even if you are no longer by my side in the future, I will carry the memories you left behind and the principles you taught me as I move forward."

After Aveline finished saying goodbye, the doctors filed in.

"Miss Blackwood."

Aveline had tears in her eyes, "Let's get started."

Someone turned off the ventilator, and someone pulled out the tubes on his body one by one.

Aveline placed the little snow rabbit in Anthony's palm.

"Dad, I love you."

The sun shone gently on his palm, and the snow rabbit melted into water little by little.

Anthony's thin fingertips contracted slightly as if he wanted to hold the snow rabbit tightly.

A line of clear tears shed from the corner of his eye was his last farewell to Aveline.

"You don't have to worry about me anymore. Your daughter has her own way to go. I will live well."

His heartbeat suddenly stopped.

A last smile appeared on Anthony's face.

He was relieved.

Aveline was also relieved.

She should have done that a long time ago and not let Anthony live without dignity to that day.

Alexander pressed her shoulder and said softly: "Don't be sad."

"I'm not sad, I'm happy."

Maybe he will reappear in this world soon, but in his next life, Anthony must be happy and live happily.

Anthony's funeral was held in a low-key manner, and almost only close friends in the circle knew about it.

Her grandparents have long since passed away, and only her uncles and aunts were present.

These so-called relatives drew a

clear line the moment the Blackwood family went bankrupt, and now that they were present, many of them seem regretful.

They once heard that Aveline married someone secretly, and many relatives

gossiped behind her back.

She was said to have had an immoral private life, having sex prematurely and getting pregnant,

so she had to get married. Anthony was afraid of her being embarrassed so he didn't inform everyone

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Now that they know her ex-husband was Alexander, those people regret it. Even at the funeral, they cried hypocritically, and they wanted to get close to Aveline.

Before they even got close, they were blocked by Lucas and Jordan, and no one could get close to her.

There was heavy snow falling from the sky, Aveline was dressed in pitch black attire, and Alexander stood beside her, holding a black umbrella to shield her from the wind and snow.

Aveline knelt in front of the tombstone and prayed over and over again.

If there is a god, please let Anthony be safe and have a smooth next life and get

all the happiness he deserves.