Sweet Sweet Love

Aron went back home unhappily and sat in the living room smoking with a dark face. Yolande walked over, sat beside him and held his arm. "Honey, what's wrong with you?" "Leave me alone." He gently pushed away Sunny's hand.

She looked at the man in front of her with tears in her eyes, a bad premonition rising in her mind. She tried her best to suppress this bad feeling and comforted herself that nothing had happened and that Aron had just encountered something unpleasant at work. Sitting not far away from Aron, Sunny peeked at the change of his expression from time to time, with her heart half hanging. She was afraid that Aron would doubt her.

"Honey, have you eaten yet?"

"No." Aron took a drag on his cigarette and blew out a cloud of smoke.

"I haven't eaten either. Let's have dinner." Said Sunny.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the innocent look of Sunny, feeling a sense of weakness in his heart. "Honey, am I useless?"

Sunny was stunned and shook her head hard. "No, I admire you most, Aron."

"Well, what do you admire me for?" The corners of Aron's mouth twitched and he sneered.

After thinking for a while, Sunny sat down and held Aron's arm. "You set up your own company in three years and become the president. This kind of performance is not something that anyone can achieve."

Aron's face was not as bad as before. He looked down at the woman beside him gently. "Sunny, you are so kind."

"Can you tell me why you are unhappy?" She was so nervous that her palms were sweating and her heart beat faster.

"Oh, I see. Austin has been picking on me these days," A hint of coldness flashed through his eyes.

"He? How?" Sunny looked nervous.

"In the company, he stole several of my projects." Aron said fiercely.

"Honey, don't be discouraged. Trust yourself." She comforted him in a trembling voice.

"Let's go to have dinner." Aron snuffed out his cigarette, put his arm around Sunny's shoulder and walked to the table, but she had no appetite.

After dinner, Sunny lay on the bed and stared blankly at the white ceiling. While Aron was watching TV in the living room, Sunny excused herself that she was not feeling well and went to bed early.

She wanted to have a good sleep. If she fell asleep, there would be no pain or trouble. She closed her eyes and was wide awake.

"Sunny, I will let you go to hell!"

She was in a cold sweat and suddenly opened her eyes, breathing fast. When he closed his eyes, he seemed to see Yolande pointing at him and cursing. She touched her forehead and calmed down for a while before calming down. Sunny tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. She stared at the purple crystal chandelier on the ceiling with her eyes wide open.

She was very scared. She was so scared that Yolande announced what she had done to Aron. After all, it seemed that the other party didn't give up. It suddenly occurred to her that it was not the right time to get back at each other. After some ideological struggle, Sunny decided to go to find Yolande and beg her to let her go. Her only wish now was to live happily with Aron. It seemed that this was the only feasible way at present.

She held her chest with both hands, and her heart was beating fast in her chest. Sunny took a deep breath and comforted herself that she was afraid of Yolande. Everything would be fine. She would live happily with him.

She opened her eyes and thought about it for a long time. Finally, she fell asleep.

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"Don't you feel ashamed to carry other people's child behind his back?"

"You killed my father. You are really a vicious woman."

Standing in front of her with a ferocious face, Yolande pointed at her and cursed. Austin put his arm around her shoulder and gloated.

"You... Go away!" Sunny stepped back slowly, feeling extremely scared. She looked back, but didn't see Aron. She couldn't find Aron anyway.

"Sunny, Aron doesn't love you anymore."

"No, he loves me. Go away, you bitch."

"Why should I go away? You stole my husband from me."

Yolande approached her step by step, with cold light in her eyes and her fingers pinching her neck. "Sunny, you deserve more than death. I want to avenge my father."

She slowly pinched Sunny's neck with her fingers, making it difficult for her to breathe. "Aron won't come to save you. It's too late for him to hate you." "Aron..."

Sunny screamed and woke up from her dream. The room was dark.

"Sunny, what's wrong with you?" Aron turned on the light and stroked her back. She gasped, with beads of sweat on her forehead and her heart beating fast.

"Honey, don't leave me." She threw herself into Aron's arms and burst into tears.

"Silly girl, how could I leave you?" He tightly held Sunny's thin body with his arms, looking distressed.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

"Well, I dreamed that you left me. Yolande wanted to strangle me." Her eyes were frightened and her voice was trembling.

His heart ached, and he held Sunny tighter. Aron felt sorry for the trembling woman in his arms. Looking at his beloved wife who was haggard, talking nonsense and sometimes Saying strange words, Aron felt very sad. He wanted Sunny to be happy every day, just like before.

But now, looking at Sunny who was so out of control, he felt heartbroken, but he didn't know how to help her.

"Sunny, I will always be with you and never leave you. Please trust me, okay?" He wanted to reassure her, but he could only affirm again and again that he would not leave her.

"Well, honey, you will always be with me." Hiding in Aron's arms, Sunny nodded hard.

"Are you feeling better?" Her voice was soft and gentle.

"Much better." Said Sunny.

Her heartbeat gradually returned to normal, and that terrible dream constantly appeared in her mind. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find Aron. Yolande pinched her neck hard. The suffocating feeling in her dream was very clear. It seemed that it was not a dream, but a real thing.

"Go to sleep." Aron gently patted her back. Perhaps he was really tired, and Sunny gradually fell asleep.

When Sunny fell asleep, Aron gently lifted her head and put it on the pillow. The sweat on her forehead was still wet, and her good-looking eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, with a melancholy on her face. Aron felt heartbroken. He didn't know how to make her recover. As before, she wore beautiful clothes and looked happy every day.

He lay down and stretched out his arms to hold the sleeping Sunny in his arms. ☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐