Sweet Sweet Love

She shook her head hard. "I'm not afraid no matter how hard it is for you to recover."

"Silly girl..." The man's eyes were full of love for the woman.

After the porridge, Yolande wiped his mouth carefully and sat beside his bed to chat with him.

Austin had the habit of reading the morning newspaper every day. Yolande gave him the latest newspaper every day. Half of the newspaper was placed on the counter because he was not in the mood to read it. She would ask Mona to clean it up, and Yolande would give him the latest one.

He lowered his head to read the newspaper. With her chin resting on her hand, Yolande stared at the man's handsome face. Austin was a handsome man who would cause a sensation among women.

Noticing her affectionate gaze, the man put down the newspaper and raised his head. "Is there anyone who looks at a handsome man like you?"

Yolande curled her lips and rolled her eyes. "I don't know who used to peep at me a lot."

"I'm not peeking if you find me." He said firmly.

She snorted and glared at him, pretending to be angry.

In fact, at that time, she didn't know that Austin was peeping at herself, but she vaguely noticed that there was a hot light coming. When she looked back, he would often take back his eyes. She thought it was probably an illusion.

Mrs. Sunny had mental illness, so Mr. Aron took her to see a psychiatric hospital. Several good news reporters reported what had happened to Aron and spread it to the public. On the front page of the newspaper, there was a photo of them. In the photo, Sunny looked listless, as if it was none of her business.

Taking a look at the newspaper, Austin sneered and took it away. Taking it over and looking at Sunny who was nestling in the arms of Aron, Yolande felt disgusted. She crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

"I don't want to see it." Austin said calmly.

"No, you'd better throw it away."

"Well, as long as you are happy." The man said dotingly.

For the whole afternoon, Yolande had been lying in front of his bed, chatting and reading newspapers. She would spare two hours to deal with the acquisition.

Austin trusted her very much. She could read the company's financial calculation and confidential information. These days, Austin was sick and Yolande was in charge of the company's affairs for him. She would hand over some important signatures and project cooperation to her subordinates. The company's performance was stable.

"The password of my computer is your fingerprint."

She was stunned. She had never set any password for his computer with her fingerprints. Looking at the puzzled expression on the woman's face, the man smiled. "I made it while you were asleep."

She didn't find it at all. Not only did she doubt the purpose of the other side. "You What do you want?" She was on the alert.

"It's more convenient for you to use my computer. Many important documents are in it."

Her heart sank. Did he prepare for her illness? Yolande felt sad and took his hand in hers. "Austin, take care of yourself. Don't think too much."

"I can help you with the company's affairs. You have to deal with it by yourself when you recover." She looked at his deep eyes, waiting for his answer.

"Okay."

Aron went to the hospital to get the examination result of Sunny. "Mr. Aron, Mrs. Sunny is not sick." The doctor handed the examination report to Aron. "Is she mentally healthy?"

"Yes, through our professional spiritual check-up, Mrs. Sunny has no mental illness." "Okay, I know."

Aron threw the bill into the trash can in the corridor and strode towards the elevator.

He went back to the car and lit a cigarette with a gloomy face. Sunny's mental illness had lasted for several months. Aron had to suspect that she might have mental disease. It seemed that he had thought too much.

He hated Sunny more. Pretending to be sick? Aron sneered. He hated Sunny even more.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Aron hadn't come back yet. Sunny sat on the sofa with her arms around her knees, waiting for him. She hadn't had dinner either. She wanted to go back to the time when Aron came back from the company and they enjoyed dinner happily. In the early morning, the door rang. Sunny sat up from her sleep, while Aron was changing his shoes at the door. She hesitated for a moment, stood up and looked at him pitifully.

"Aron, you're back."

"Okay." He passed by her without raising his head.

"Honey, have you had dinner? I'm waiting for you to have dinner together."

"I've eaten. You can eat by yourself from now on. Don't wait for me." He took out a bottle of water from the fridge and took a sip. She worked till the early morning and felt dizzy. She just wanted to have a sound sleep. "Okay."

Aron went upstairs directly and sighed without looking at her for a second.

In the big living room, she collapsed on the ground, feeling cold all over. The dishes on the table were still placed, and she had no appetite at all.

After her mother left, Sunny couldn't go back to the villa of the Su Family anymore. Brian had already been hated by her, and Sunny felt that she was a complete failure.

Yolande, you will have a horrible death! It's all your fault that I end up like this.

Mom, I miss you. She buried her head in her arms and cried.

She kept recalling her happy life with Aron. All of a sudden, her original happy life was gone.

Tired of crying, she staggered to her feet, held the spiral ladder upstairs and climbed back to the bed. Aron was sleeping soundly. Sunny hugged him from behind. "Honey..." He woke Aron up.

He pushed her arm away. "Go to bed. It's late."

Sunny summoned up all her courage, hugged him and pressed her face against his back. "Honey, we haven't done it for a long time."

Aron knew what she meant, but he said impatiently. "I'm not in the mood. Go to sleep."

She stiffened and slowly loosened her arms. Looking at the man's resolute back, she had never been afraid before. Would he abandon her?

She loved him very much. In order to marry Aron, she had done a lot of things, thinking that they would live a happy life from now on. She didn't expect that things would end up like this.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

Does he dislike me for being ugly?

Sunny knew that she was slovenly in the past few months. Without makeup and dressing, men were all visual animals, and they were not used to it. They would gradually lose interest in you. She sat up in front of the mirror of the dressing table. Her skin was sallow and her eyes were dry. Sure enough, he was tired of looking at her. Sunny decided to go to the beauty salon for a full body beauty on the second day and keep her skin well maintained.

Sunny lay back on the bed, wrapped herself tightly and swore to herself.

Mom, I will be happy. I only have Aron to rely on.

Please bless me in heaven.

She fell asleep in a daze. On the second day, when she got up, Aron had already returned to the company. ☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐