Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 550.

Aveline fell into darkness and ran quickly alone.

Where are the children? Where are her children?

There was only one thought in her mind, to find her children quickly and not let them be afraid.noveldrama

She ran tirelessly for a long time, and suddenly, a light appeared in front of her eyes, and she stood on a grassy field.

At the end of the grassland was a bridge made of rainbows, with clouds and mist on the other side.

Will her children be there?

Gradually, a figure appeared on the opposite side of the rainbow bridge; it was Roselyn.

She was wearing the dress she had picked to wear to the airport that day. She was dressed beautifully, and she waved to Aveline as before.

"Roselyn!"

Aveline was overjoyed and ran towards the Rainbow Bridge without hesitation. The moment she was about to step on it, two crisp little milky sounds suddenly came to her ears.

"Mother!"

Aveline turned around and saw two cute babies. The boy looked like Alexander, and the girl was carved out of the same mold as her.

"Kids, I finally found you!"

Aveline knelt down and hugged them into her arms. When she stretched out her hands towards the two children, her fingers went straight through their bodies.

She looked down at her hands in disbelief, her body gradually becoming transparent.

"How so?"

The children were right in front of her, but she couldn't touch them.

The two children smiled at her, as bright as the sunshine in the sky. "Mom, live well!"

As she was standing stunned, the children stretched out their hands to push her

away, and Aveline's body fell over the bottomless cliff.

She stretched out her hand, with deep reluctance in her eyes, "No!

Roselyn! My children!"

Her body fell in the long darkness.

Aveline opened her eyes suddenly, "Children! My children!"

"Aveline, you finally woke up." Alexander's urgent voice came to her ears.

She looked around, but there were no children or Roselyn.

She was in a hospital, with a strong smell of disinfectant, a pale ceiling, and drips from the intravenous drip bottle dripping down one by one.

After a while, she rolled her eyes, regained her thoughts, and murmured to herself: "Am I not dead?"

She looked at her hands. She could not move her right hand, and the fingers on her left hand were damaged in many places, reminding her that she was digging into the ground because of the birth of her children that night.

My children.

That's right!

"Where are my children? Where are they?" Aveline jerked Alexander's collar.

Alexander's face darkened, and he didn't know how to tell her.

"Aveline, take a good rest first, and wait until your body recovers..."

Aveline grabbed Alexander like crazy, "Tell me, where are my children?" "They're dead."

"Dead..."

Aveline seemed to have been tapped on her acupoints. Her eyes widened,

tears welled up in her eyes, and her body remained motionless,

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Alexander hugged her gently and said, "Aveline, we will still have children."

Those words were like setting off a grenade, and Aveline exploded instantly with a boom.

Aveline pushed him away desperately, "Go away, I don't want you, I only want my children."

"Don't move around, be careful of the drip flowing back." Alexander reminded her.

Aveline lowered her head and glanced at the end of the infusion tube on the back of her hand, and blood suddenly appeared.

It was already flowing back.

Aveline ripped off the tape, pulled out the cannula, and the hole spurted out a large amount of blood.

A few drops of red blood suddenly appeared on the white bed sheets, which were

as eye-catching as white snow and red plums.

She just looked at the back of her bleeding hand, "Why did you save me? It would be better to let me die..."