Sweet Sweet Love

That night, Yolande stayed with Austin very late. Austin drove her back.

"Health is the most important. Go back and take a shower and have a sleep." Reluctantly, she pointed at the other bed in the ward.

"I can sleep here." She leaned her head on the man's shoulder.

As she looked at this man's pale face day by day, her heart was constantly shrouded in fear, and she was afraid that day would come too soon. Yolande wanted to stay by his side as long as possible.

The man frowned and looked at the bed which was very close to his bed. "It's comfortable to sleep at home, different from the hospital."

"Okay." Her hair was scattered on his chest, and a fragrance pervaded the ward.

"Go back. I'm fine. I won't die." His eyes and brows were dim, but his eyes were firm.

She stood up and looked at him with tears in her eyes. "I'm leaving now."

"Okay." He closed his eyes.

Looking at the handsome face of Austin, Yolande felt a pang of pain in her heart.

"Austin Why do you like me?"

The man opened his eyes slightly and looked at the woman standing on the ground. "What?"

"What do you love about me? Why did you fall in love with me at that time?"

Somehow, she just wanted to ask him why he fell in love with her. At that time, she was very ordinary, standing in the crowd would be drowned.

Her relationship with Aron was just an ordinary couple.

She wasn't beautiful, nor was she the campus Belle, nor was she versatile. She was not only good at study, but also got scholarship. The rest were just ordinary. "You are different from others." He stared at her with his deep and bottomless eyes.

She was stunned. She was different from others. She was very ordinary, just like many girls.

"You don't need any special reason to love someone. Go back quickly."

She looked at him deeply. "Have a rest. I'm leaving now."

"Okay."

The door of the ward slammed shut, and the woman's slender figure disappeared at the door. The cold ward suddenly became empty. The man sighed deeply. Yolande had a new kidney. She would be too tired. He drove her back so that she could have a good sleep and focus on work.

He could clearly sense that his body was getting weaker and weaker with each passing day, and he was afraid that he would not live long. He was reluctant to part with his parents and the woman he loved.

He looked out of the window at the gradually dark sky, and a tear slowly fell from his eyes. He raised his hand and gently wiped the tears away. Only when he was alone could he allow himself to be sad.

"Mrs. Sunny, the soup is ready." The servant put a bowl of black chicken soup on the table, and Sunny looked down at her phone.

She got up early on purpose. After breakfast, Sunny wanted to go to work with Aron. He had promised her before that he would take her to the company to do some simple work. Sunny wanted to go out for a walk and contact someone.

The balance of her bank card was less than two thousand dollars. Eighty percent of the Su family's assets were under the name of Yolande, and even the twenty percent of her mother was also under the name of Yolande. Originally, the share of Wendy should belong to Sunny. However, the charge of murder was established, and the court made a mistake. The twenty percent of property was allocated to the name of Yolande.

Sunny trembled with anger. Shouldn't her own mother own the property under her name?

Her other savings were in the bank, so she didn't have much. Sunny wanted to make some money for the future.

Aron went downstairs with the help of a ladder. Sunny sat at the table and drank the black chicken soup.

The servant filled a bowl for him.

"Good morning, Mr. Austin."

"Okay." He sat down and drank the black chicken soup.

"Aron, you asked me to work in your company. Do you still remember?"

Aron sneered. "What can you do?"

She was stunned and stared at the strange man in front of her.

"Can I be your secretary?"

"Do you know what my secretary does every day? Do you know how much work she has done?"

"I can have a try."

He took a bite of the bread and glanced at her casually.

"Just stay at home and be Mrs. Sunny. I'm full."

Aron raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was too late to get up

"I'm going back to the company. I have a meeting this morning." He took the suit from the servant and put it on. Then he walked to the porch to change his shoes. Sunny squinted her eyes, full of resentment, but she could not lose her temper.

After Aron left, she put down the black chicken soup and lay back on the sofa, staring blankly at the white ceiling.

Why did you destroy my happiness, Yolande?

Like a dissatisfied woman for thousands of years, Sunny stared at the photo of Yolande in the mobile news.

She had cursed Yolande many times in her mind. It was because of her that Aron was indifferent to her. She hated her so much that she gritted her teeth, but she could do nothing to her. Seeing that she was out of her control step by step, Sunny wished she could directly smash her phone.

As the news went on, she saw a key sentence: Mr. Austin was seriously ill and fainted more and more time. Mrs. Yolande was very sad. She hoped that Mr. Austin could recover soon

Her eyes lit up and a sinister smile appeared on her face. Well, Yolande, no matter how powerful you are, you have to rely on Mr. Austin, who has a large family fortune. Without him, I don't believe that a sparrow can fly into the sky and become a Phoenix.

A sly smile appeared on Sunny's face. She had never been so happy these days.

Yolande deserved it. You will be a widow soon, won't you? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

Sunny firmly believed that Austin had recovered. When he died of illness and there was no one behind Yolande, she would make her life a living hell. Yolande sent his mother to prison and sentenced her to death. She would get even with him anyway.

When Aron returned to the company, there were several piles of documents on his desk, all of which were client's information, project plan, and the main accounts of the company. He looked through them one by one, and didn't sign and sign all the documents until noon. At noon, Aron received a notice from his secretary that there was an important dinner party in the afternoon. He blurted it out unconsciously.

"Will Mrs. Yolande attend?"

The secretary was stunned. "Yes, Mrs. Yolande is on the list."

He came back to his senses and realized what he had said. He was shocked at first and agreed casually. "Mrs. Yolande is very serious about her work. Many companies want to cooperate with her company."""