Sweet Sweet Love

Mark looked at her daughter-in-law lovingly, as gentle as a father. She had only seen such loving eyes in her father's eyes before. Seeing such kind of loving eyes in Mark's eyes again, Yolande was moved. She returned the firm gaze of Mark. "Take good care of her. Thank you for taking care of her these days. He only cares about you. We can rest assured." Mark said slowly.

"Okay."

Yolande turned around and glanced at Mona and Jane. "Uncle Mark, Aunt Jane, Mona, I'll go back to the ward first."This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Go ahead." Jane said gently.

After Yolande left, Mark lit a cigarette and took a drag.

He never smoked. These days, looking at his baby son on the bed, he felt heartbroken and impatient. He used smoking to paralyze himself. Looking at the bank card on the table, she felt extremely painful. These days, he sent people abroad to look for a famous doctor who could cure Austin's disease. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would never give up. No matter how much money he spent, he had to cure his son.

When Yolande returned to the ward, he saw that Austin was asleep. He tucked him in and sat on the chair beside the bed, looking at the man sleeping on the bed. His angular face and frowned tightly. Was there anything bothering him that made him frown even when he was sleeping.

She looked at the half bowl of chaos on the counter, which had been cleared up. She was so upset that she couldn't eat anything. Yolande took the chaos out, poured it into the toilet and flushed it into the sewer. Then he washed Ivanka clean. Although it was a bad habit to waste food, she had no choice. She couldn't eat anything. What should she do.

When she returned to the ward, she found several people standing in the ward. There was a woman in fashionable clothes, followed by two men. Mona was pouring water for them.

"I heard that you are sick. Is it serious?" The woman squatted down with concern.

"I haven't heard from you in these years, but I often see you on the news. I can't imagine that you have been so successful in your career." The woman talked a lot in a row, and her tone sounded as if they were very familiar with each other.

Standing at the door, Yolande hesitated whether she should go in or not. "Why are you standing at the door? Come in." Austin's voice was soft and domineering.

Yolande walked in and glanced at the guests. She forced a smile to the people she didn't know in the ward.

"Come over here." The man stared at her blankly and stretched out his arm to Yolande. On the other side of his bed, the man grabbed her hand and held it in his palm. "Let me introduce my wife to you."

The woman's eyes widened, and her delicate face was filled with disbelief. She looked at Yolande up and down, and her eyes were slightly dark. "You are married?" "Well, don't you often see me on the news? Then you should see the news about my marriage. "

The other two men sat down. "Mr. Austin, Congratulations! Mrs. Yolande is very beautiful."

"Thank you."

"Yes, I love her inside." He said sincerely.

With her head down, Yolande blushed and her small hand was tightly held by the man.

"How have you been these years?" There was concern in the woman's words, but Austin didn't care. He stared at Yolande affectionately, lowering her head. He frowned. What happened to this woman? Was she shy? "Well, I'm fine." He said lightly.

When the two men outside saw this embarrassing scene, they immediately understood and stood up to mediate. "Mr. Austin, have a good rest. We won't disturb you."

He winked at the woman beside his bed and said, "I'll come to see you another day." The woman stood up and was about to leave.

"No, thanks. I'll just take a look." The woman was stunned, and a hint of disappointment flashed through her eyes.

"Take care." Mona escorted them out. Wearing high heels, the woman took a last look at Austin and pushed the door open.

Yolande slowly withdrew her hand and turned her back. She felt sour and only had one sentence in her mind. Who is that woman?

She was not stupid. She could tell that the man had a crush on Austin. Besides, they seemed to have known each other for a long time. The man frowned. "What's wrong?"

"No." She said quickly, as if she was in a fit of pique. The man knew he was lying. Austin also guessed why she was angry. The woman just came here, but she looked at herself tenderly. Although Austin didn't care about her at all. They had known each other for many years, but they had already broken up and never cared about her.

However, he didn't expect that Yolande would be jealous of this. His heart was as sweet as honey.

"Who is that woman?" She asked sourly.

"Are you jealous?" Lying on the bed, he didn't forget to make fun of the woman who had her back to him.

"It's I didn't." She answered with no confidence.

"Well, I won't tell you." Austin pulled the quilt upward and turned around, pretending to be asleep.

Yolande was anxious. "You Who is she?"

The man smiled and sat up with his arms supporting the bed. Yolande hurriedly turned around and helped him cover the quilt.

She lowered her head, grabbed a corner of the bed sheet with her fingers and rubbed it back and forth.

The man looked affectionately at the woman who tilted her head and looked embarrassed. He meditated for a moment and said slowly. "She was my classmate in high school." He paused and looked up at the man's reaction.

"He has chased me for several years." He said in an indifferent tone.

"Okay."

She thought for a while and asked. "Have you been together before?"

"Okay."

Her heart sank and she felt inexplicably irritable. Maybe she was Austin's ex girlfriend. But now, she still loved Austin.

"I'll go out to get some water." She tucked him in and went out with the kettle.

The man's pale face looked at the woman's disappeared figure in the doorway, and his mind was mixed with different kinds of feeling. Does she like me? There was a deep sadness in her eyes, and her eyes were a little red. He hoped that he could hold on for a few more years because of his illness. They had been together for too short.

It was unexpected that the news of his illness spread so quickly that some of his high school classmates, who hadn't been in touch for years, learned of his serious illness. He didn't want to be disturbed, nor did he want anyone to visit him.

She was here too. That was why Yolande was jealous when she saw the attachment in the woman's eyes. But he found it interesting. She felt sweet.

Austin was admitted to a noble high school by himself without using his father's connections. He had always been outstanding, with a strong learning ability, and was also outstanding in the school. He was the fourth best student in the school, the first in the class, and the most talented student in the teacher's eyes. 000