Sweet Sweet Love

When Yolande walked into the ward, Dr. Warren was doing an examination with Austin. She looked at Dr. Warren, who was wearing a serious face. Her heart seemed to be hit hard by a hammer, dull and painful.

Mona's eyes were red, as if she had just cried. She avoided eye contact with Yolande. Yolande put the washed dishes on the bedside table, and Dr. Warren went out after checking Austin.

"Mr. Austin, have a rest." Mona glanced at Yolande and left the room for them to push the door open.

"Sit here." Austin pointed at a chair beside the bed and motioned for Yolande to sit down.

"I'll get you a wet towel to wipe your face." She went out and fetched a clean wet towel to wipe Austin's face and hands carefully.

"When did you become so considerate?" He teased with a smile.

"No No." She lowered her head, not daring to look at Austin. He was having an infusion and wiped his hand clean. The man put his strong arms around her waist, and with a little strength, Yolande threw herself into Austin's arms. "Don't move." "I'm going to put the towel down." She blushed.

"Put it down later."

"I'm pressing on you. Let go of me." Her face turned red.

"No." The man's voice was somewhat willful, and Yolande was stunned.

Yolande was worried that someone would come in. His posture was so warm. "Let go of me, Austin. Someone is coming." She murmured.

She forced a smile on her pale face and loosened her grip on the woman's waist. Then Yolande stood up and lowered her head slightly with a red face. Yolande turned around, pushed the door open and put the towel in the bathroom.

When Yolande came back, Austin had already fallen asleep. The infusion had a hypnotic effect. She gently pulled up the quilt covering his body. She sat down on the chair and looked at the sleeping man.

Mona came in with a lunch box in her hand. "Mrs. Yolande, I have brought you some food. Please have some."

"Mona, thank you. I I can't eat it."

Mona touched her tears and said, "Mrs. Yolande, don't worry too much. Mr. Austin will be fine."

Yolande turned around and looked at the man's handsome face. Even though he frowned tightly in sleep, as if he had something bothering him. His sudden illness caught Yolande off guard. Suppressing some kind of fear, she didn't want herself to think about those terrible things.

"Mona, will he recover?" She looked at Mona's wrinkled face expectantly.

Mona avoided eye contact with Yolande. "Yes... Yes, Mrs. Yolande. "

She fixed her eyes on Austin, who was lying on the bed. Her heart ached. Her father passed away, and she had no relatives in this world. Austin, you must get better. I haven't paid you back yet! We have been together for so long, and you are already like my family. I don't want to lose you. She thought.

"Mrs. Yolande, please have some. Mr. Austin will feel sorry for you if he knows that." Mona said.

"It hurts." she noticed the key word and stared at Mona. Mona was stunned, "Mr. Austin cares about you very much."

"Okay."

Mona opened the lunch box. There were some simple dishes in the rice. "Mrs. Yolande, have some."

Yolande had no appetite and didn't intend to eat. She didn't want to disappoint Mona's kindness when she sent it all the way here. After all, there were not many people who were good to her in the world. Yolande picked up some food and ate the rice. After dinner, Austin was still asleep. Dr. Warren had come here several times to check on him. Dr. Warren's face was still serious. He stared at Austin for a long time.

"Mr. Mark and Mrs. Yolande will arrive this afternoon."

Mona nodded, "I've already talked to Mrs. cherry on the phone."

Mark and Jane happened to be on a trip. When they learned that their son was in hospital, they immediately booked a flight back to China from America and were on their way back. Her heart sank and Yolande immediately understood something. If it weren't for the fact that Austin was seriously ill, his parents wouldn't have been so anxious.

"Mona, I'm going home."

"Mrs. Yolande, please go and have a rest. I'll come back in the evening." Mona asked with concern.

As soon as she arrived at her home, Yolande drove Austin's top Cayenne. When she turned off the engine and raised her head, she saw a small shed hanging with girls' favorite decorations. It was hung by Yolande. She thought it was beautiful.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"Can I hang this in your car?" She blinked innocently.

Austin took a look at the toy in her hand and said, "you can hang it if you want. This car is ours."

He paused, "if you have a car you like, you can tell me and I can give you one." He smiled dotingly

Yolande felt flattered. "No No, thanks."

Thinking of this, she almost burst into tears. With a sigh, Yolande got out of the car and opened the door with the key. Back to the villa, she took a shower and sat on the sofa in a loose dress in a daze. Her wet hair clung to her back, dripping water from time to time. She picked up a towel and turned her head to wipe her wet hair.

After a sleepless night, Yolande fell asleep on the sofa.

Austin didn't wake up until the afternoon. Mona, Dr. Warren, Mark and Jane were all there. He looked around. "Where is Yolande?"

"Mrs. Yolande has gone home. She will be back soon." Mona said.

Jane touched her tears, "you are sick. Take good care of yourself. Yolande is in your villa."

His son had always been infatuated with Yolande and had a crush on her for many years. Now that he was seriously ill, he still cared about the woman he liked. Looking at her son's pale face on the bed, Mark closed her eyes and sighed deeply. His handsome face looked much older than before.

"You can go back now. I want to see Yolande."

"Son, you must get better." Jane held his hand, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Mom, don't cry. Take good care of my dad." Austin said calmly.

"The patient needs a good rest. Mr. Mark and Mrs. Jane, you'd better go to the next room first." Said Dr. Warren.

Jane nodded and followed Mark to the next room.

"Mona, ask Yolande to come here."

"Mr. Austin, I'm going back to ask my Mrs. Yolande to come back."

Mona opened the door and went out. The ward was quiet. He leaned against the edge of the bed and barely stood up. She was too weak to move. In his mind, the good-looking face of Yolande appeared. The deep sadness in the man's eyes, the forbearance and unwillingness, stabbed his heart.

He wanted to spend every day with Yolande and cherish every opportunity to get along with her. 00000000000