Sweet Sweet Love

Leaning on Austin's shoulder, Yolande looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the French window. She really wanted to go back to the past, rely on this man and enjoy his care. At the same time, Yolande would change herself and be more considerate to him. Austin fell asleep with a dull face. The ward was quiet. Occasionally, he smelled a pungent smell of medicine. "Austin..." There was no response. Yolande tilted her head and looked at the other side. He had fallen asleep.

If she remembered correctly, Austin had been sleeping the whole morning. Recently, Austin had been sleeping more and more and hadn't eaten anything for a day. She felt sorry for him and touched his broad hand. Tears fell down and her eyes slowly turned red. In the huge private hospital suite, looking at the white wall and the light pink curtain, Yolande felt melancholy. She gently put his body on the pillow, tucked Austin in and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.

Tears wetted her cheeks. She raised the back of her hand and wiped them randomly. Would the most important person leave her?

First, his father died suddenly, and then Austin's disease.

Austin had been in hospital for more than two weeks. Seeing that he was getting worse and thinner day by day, Yolande had to face the reality that he couldn't be cured.

Mark was so rich. If he had one percent of the chance to cure Austin's disease, Mark would spare no effort.

They had known each other for a long time. They were classmates in college and even had a doctor's degree. At that time, they didn't have any communication with each other in life. They were destined to be together for only half a year. Suddenly, her phone rang

The ringtone broke her messy thoughts. Looking at the screen, Yolande didn't answer the phone because she was afraid that it would disturb Austin. "Hello?"

"Mrs. Yolande, there are several project documents that need to be reviewed urgently."Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

"Okay, Mrs. Yolande. Drive safely."

"Okay." After hanging up the phone, Yolande heaved a sigh of relief. It was not until she took care of Austin's company that she realized how tired he was.

As a CEO, he was in charge of thousands of people in the company. Without weekends, he could work overtime at any time. Three hundred and sixty days a year, there was no fixed and endless work.

Standing in the corridor, Yolande remembered how busy Austin was. Her heart ached.

If he hadn't been so busy, his illness wouldn't have been so serious! She regretted that she hadn't known it earlier to help Austin.

Yolande called a servant. "Mona, take care of Austin. When you wake up, tell him I'm going to work overtime."

"Mrs. Yolande, please go ahead with your work. Take care of yourself on the way."

"Okay, Mona, I'm leaving now." Yolande gave Austin a deep look, turned around and left the ward.

Yolande hurried back to the company, and the assistant brought a pile of documents and put them on the desk. "Mrs. Yolande, these are the detailed plans of recent projects. Please see what else can be improved." "Well, you can go out first." The assistant smiled politely and pushed the door open.

Looking at the pile of materials, Yolande couldn't help but complain in her mind. Sitting on Austin's chair, she was no longer excited and curious. Instead, she felt heavy pressure and fatigue.

There was an old Chinese saying: how capable and responsible you are. The greater the responsibility, the heavier the burden.

She picked up a white leather file

and looked it over carefully. In some places, Yolande couldn't understand it. She circled it with a pen and prepared to take it back to the hospital and ask Austin. Yolande wrote down the revised part. At twelve o'clock in the morning, she finally finished reading all the project documents. Yolande stretched

herself and looked out of the

window at the bright neon, in a trance.

In this office, she was reading entertainment magazines on the sofa while Austin was busy in the CEO chair. After work, he gently held her hand and they went back to the villa together. With Austin's company, it didn't matter if he

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She had been missing Austin crazily for only a few hours.

Yolande grabbed the car key and drove all the way back to the parking lot of the private hospital. The faint street lights lit up the dark road.

"Mona, is he still sleeping?" Austin hurried into the ward and fell asleep.

Mona shook her head and looked worried. "Mr. Austin has been sleeping."

"Okay." She sat down and covered her hand. Her eyes were slowly wet, and her long eyelashes were covered with tears. Yolande sniffed. "Mona, go to bed. I'll be here with you." Mona asked with concern? She had lost a lot of weight. If it went on like this, she would probably fall ill.

"Mrs. Yolande, you can go to sleep now. You have dark circles under your eyes."

"I'm fine. I don't do anything. I have plenty of time to sleep. You are different. You still have work to do and you can't get sick." She really felt sorry for this child.

"Mona, go to sleep. I can't fall asleep anyway. Why don't you stay here with her?" She murmured with a heavy nasal voice.

Mona sighed and looked at Austin with a sad face. Then she wiped her tears and went out.

Yolande covered her face and cried silently. "Wake up, Austin. I still have work to ask you. I'm waiting for your praise."

"I worked overtime tonight and read a lot of project plans. Their ideas are really good."

"Austin, you must be very tired these years," She choked with sobs. Tears fell down on the white sheet.

"I want you to hold my hand and take a walk to see the sunset."

"Austin, now I feel how happy we used to be," She buried her face in the man's broad palm, tears streaming down her face. Yolande had no ambition since he was a child.

They walked hand in hand with their beloved man in the sunset. They hugged each other affectionately and never left.

She cooked a loving dinner, went to travel around the places she wanted to go, and sat under the starry sky, leaning her head on his shoulder to watch the stars. This was her best state of life. When she was a child, her father taught her to realize her dream on her own strength, and she remembered this deeply.

Along the way, she studied hard, attending famous universities, scholarships, and got her PhD. In order to meet an excellent man, the two of them would build a beautiful and happy family together

She had a education background and didn't worry about food and clothing. But a poor couple could do everything they wanted.

She was not interested in her father's family business. Every time her father beat around the Bush, hoping to train her to be the next successor.

"Marry the man I love and live a happy life. I don't want to be bound by you."

The moment she fell in love with Austin, Yolande believed that her dream of marriage and love in her childhood was the feeling of being with Austin. 00