Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Nora was quickly transferred to a van, which was already equipped with professional medical equipment and doctors, comparable to an ambulance.

As soon as she got in the van, someone began to treat her. They placed an oxygen mask on her nose, and she breathed heavily.

Her consciousness was not clear, and her eyes were unfocused. She could only see a few people treating her wound.

She had bled a lot, so she must be close to dying at that time.

Nora's mind skipped a beat, and many images surfaced in her mind. In the end, she fixed the frame on Elizabeth, who was covered in blood and weak, and the day she pushed Aveline off the boat.

She seemed to see snowflakes flying all over the sky again, wrapped in the cold sea breeze, blowing head-on.

The sea was very cold that day, and Aveline lost her child because of it.

Perhaps this was her retribution for harming others.

But why did she do this?

The van drove somewhere, and Nora's body was pushed off.

From the beginning to the end, Nora didn't lose consciousness. She knew that she would see that person, and she just wanted to ask, Why did she treat her like that?

What she saw was a large field of roses, and the woman was wearing a black gown. Her legs were crossed, and her sexy long legs were exposed under the gown.

Her complexion was snow-white, and her figure was slender and graceful.

With exquisite makeup on her face, she lazily looked at Nora.

Nora had an oxygen mask on, her lips moved, and she exhaled a white mist, which fogged the mask. Her voice was inaudible.

The woman stood up and walked gracefully towards Nora, looking at her blood- soaked body without any pity or heartache.

Nora reached out, wanting to grab her wrist, but her hand was weak.

The corners of the woman's lips hooked up into a charming smile, "I guess you want to ask me if I arranged the accident?"

Her fingers with bright red nails caressed Nora's face, "That's right, I did it. I had to clearly remind you who you were dealing with. Who told you to be so unbehaved? Unbehaved children will be punished."noveldrama

Nora's pupils dilated, seemingly upending her perception, unable to believe reality.

One of the doctors standing on the side proceeded to tell the woman the results of the examination. She had multiple fractures in her body and the most fatal one was the glass in her chest, which needed surgery to be removed as soon as possible.

The woman waved her hand and said, "Take her. There's no need for anesthesia.

Let her take good care of herself."

Nora raised her hand, wanting to express her dissatisfaction. The woman

sneered, "Curious about why I would do that to you? Because."

The woman squatted down, lowered her voice, and whispered something in Nora's ear.

Nora's face changed drastically. She reached out to take off her oxygen mask, her fingers touching the glass on her chest as if she wanted to take

it off and die before the woman.

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But she was too weak and couldn't do anything. The woman, on the other hand, was extremely happy, "Let's just enjoy this. What do you mean by wanting to die?"

Nora was pushed away, and the woman instructed, "There's no need to be too gentle, as long as she stays alive, she will be fine."

"Okay."

The woman casually picked a delicate rose and sniffed it lightly, "What a beautiful day."

Out of the dark, a young girl walked out, wearing a white dress, with long hair loosely behind her head.

Her face was beautiful and exquisite, especially the eyes, exactly like Alexander's.

She walked out of the roses bush, looking as beautiful as someone who came out of a cartoon.

Stopping in front of the woman, her voice was very respectful, "Madam, I just received news that Adam, the head of the Kingsley family, wants to see you."

"Adam..."

The lady smiled and said, "Okay, arrange a time."

The girl was a little stunned. She actually agreed so readily.

The woman in front of her seemed to be in a good mood. She let go of the rose,

and the petals fluttered, but she stomped down on it mercilessly.

"Okay."

The woman patted her on the

shoulder, Lydia, you have to understand that once you are on this

boat, there is no room for turning

back. Any brother is just a passerby tous."

The girl's face drooped, and her long eyelashes covered the gloom under her

eyes. She replied expressionlessly like a puppet, "I understand."