Sweet Sweet Love

His face was still pale and bloodless. She couldn't bear to look at Austin. Austin put the thin laptop on his lap and rubbed his dark brown back with his fingers.

"Have you had dinner?" Suddenly, something occurred to him. He raised his head and asked Yolande.

"Not

yet."

The sick man frowned. "Why don't you eat in the company canteen?"

"I'm not hungry." She said.

"Let's go to have dinner." He looked at the woman standing in front of him and felt sorry for her.

"Go to the room next door where my parents live for dinner." He reached out his pale hand and touched her head. His eyes were full of love.

"I can eat whatever I like." She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at her.

"Don't make do with it. Go ahead. My mother has prepared dinner for you." Austin felt helpless. This woman was still so shy. If he didn't take care of her in the future, she would be bullied. She felt a sharp pain in her chest. "Okay." She murmured.

At the door, the woman suddenly turned around and gave her a bright smile. "I'll be back soon."

"Go ahead." He could tell that she was worried about her health by forcing a smile. But how could he have the heart to tell her that he might not be able to cure his disease and there was not much time left.

Yolande walked out of the ward and stood at the door of Jane's room, hesitating. She raised her hand and knocked on the door. The door was opened, as if waiting for her. Seeing her, Jane forced a smile with a sad face. "Yolande, you're finally here. Come in." "Thank you, Jane." She felt a little embarrassed.

"Of course not."

Yolande entered the room, which was simply decorated. There was only a bed, two armchairs, a round table and a few chairs. This private hospital was specially used to accommodate rich aristocrats, and prepared a room for their families to rest and sleep. Advanced medical equipment and a single VIP suite were extremely expensive, and ordinary people couldn't even step in.

Mark was dressed in a suit and smoking on the sofa with elegant posture. Seeing him, Yolande felt a little scared. When she was in college, she had heard that Mr. Lin, who had over a hundred million dollars, owned a large company and the governor of the Hanzhou City was under his jurisdiction. He had his own company abroad and his own villa in the United States. Many famous universities invited him to give lectures every year, and he seldom went out of the mountains.

Although it wasn't the first time they met, she didn't seem to be so scared when she saw Austin.

"Hello, uncle." She said timidly.

Mark smiled kindly and saw the uneasiness of Yolande. "We are family. Don't be embarrassed."

Yolande smiled politely and sat at the table for dinner. A bowl of rice and several simple dishes. "My son said these are all your favorite food." Jane smiled.

"Thank you." She lowered her head and ate.

"Take your time. I'm going out." After saying goodbye to Yolande, Mark pushed the door open and left.

Jane sat opposite her and looked at Yolande kindly. She gradually relaxed and was not as nervous as before.

Jane looking at the slightly embarrassed Yolande, Jane's eyes softened. The woman in front of her eyes was a little restrained, polite, and gentle, and her character seemed to be very obedient. At first glance, she found that Yolande was a good woman. She believed in her son's taste.

"You and my son have been married for so long. Are you living together?"

Yolande was stunned and immediately understood what she was asking. Her face flushed slightly and her voice was very low. "No."

Jane frowned. "How could it be? Did my son do something wrong? Or... "

"No No, he is good. I don't deserve him. "Yolande explained in a hurry.

This girl thought too much. Jane smiled gracefully. He had thought that something would happen to the two young people having been living under the same roof. She was quite satisfied with Yolande. As a mother, she knew her son's temper very well. He knew that he couldn't live for a few years because of his illness. She didn't want to delay Yolande good youth.

"Anyway, thank you." Jane sighed and thought, 'it's true.'.

Yolande lowered her head to eat and felt a lump in her throat. Suddenly, she looked up with tears in her eyes. "Mrs. Jane, will Austin recover?"

Jane's eyes were dim, and her eyes were gradually red. Big tears came down from her eyes. Her elegant and delicate face was wet soon. Yolande's heart sank, as if she understood something. Her chest was dull, and the whole body was dizzy. She seemed to say something, but her words were put in her throat and could not make any sound. "Let's eat." Jane stood up and sat on the armchair, wiping her tears alone.

She barely finished the rice and sat at the table in a daze. 'he'll be fine. Austin will be fine,' There was a voice in her mind that said over and over again.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

She kept comforting herself.

In the corridor, she wiped away her tears and made sure Austin couldn't see any signs, so she pushed the door and walked into the ward. Austin leaned against the back of the chair and began to type on the keyboard. She walked over and frowned. "What are you doing?" "Cough I want to reply to a few e-mails. "

"You are so sick that you don't take good care of yourself. You just work too hard to fall ill." She sat down and murmured.

The man turned around and was shocked. He didn't expect that the woman would have such a relationship with him. "Almost done." The man's voice was low and hoarse.

"Oh, okay." Said Yolande.

Her fingers on the keyboard paused for a moment. Her eyes were dim, and a touch of sadness appeared on her haggard face. "Okay."

A few minutes later, Austin closed his laptop and handed it to Yolande. "Keep it for me."

"Okay." She took over Austin's notebook and put it on her lap.

"Are you full?"

"Yes, I did."

"You just cried? Why are you crying?"

Yolande was stunned and stared at the haggard man on the bed. Even though the man's face was bloodless, he was still handsome. "I... No. " She was flustered.

"You are lying." Her voice was neither loud nor low, but with a strong sense of warmth.

Yolande was stunned. She thought she had covered it well so that Austin couldn't see it.

"There is sand in your eyes." She said in a gentle voice.

"You are lying again." He looked affectionately at the woman with her head down.

"Come here."

"Ah..." She looked up in surprise.

"Come here."

Yolande stood up and walked to the bed. "Get closer."

She bent down, put her hands on the bed sheet and stared at Austin. The man stretched out his long arms and held the woman in his arms. "Silly girl, I'm not dead yet. Why are you crying?" His tone was full of pity. 0000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐