Sweet Sweet Love

"Dr. Warren, we are at the gate of the company. I have called my assistant and will be there soon."

"Mr. Austin should be off duty early at this time. Why are you still in the company? Why doesn't he take good care of himself?" Dr. Warren's voice was harsh. After all, Austin was getting weaker and weaker. He couldn't afford to be too tired. After a short pause, Yolande didn't know what to say. In a daze, the phone in his hand was taken over by a warm hand. "Dr. Warren, I'm fine. I just coughed a few mouthfuls of blood." He said lightly. Her heart ached. Yolande turned her head and couldn't bear to see the pale man.

"Okay, I know." She put down the phone and handed it to Yolande. Then she took the phone and threw it into her bag. She took out some tissues from her bag and looked at the blood at the corner of the man's mouth. She bent down and gently tested the blood at the corner of his mouth under Austin's slightly surprised gaze.

When she took her hand back, the man had already grabbed her hand. With a worried look on her face, Yolande looked at Austin who was sitting on the steps of the flower nursery.

His face was pale and his lips were pale, but his eyes were shining with some kind of bright light. He looked at the woman squatting beside him, and his eyes flashed with some sadness. He was obviously weak and didn't know how long he could hold on. Aron and Sunny had already been panicked. "It's not me I did nothing." Sunny stepped back in panic. Aron also looked pale and obviously flustered.

Yolande ignored them completely and looked at the man beside her worriedly. He covered his chest with one hand and his face darkened.

"Are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable?" She gently stroked his back.

He tried his best to bear the pain and comforted the woman in front of him. "Don't worry. I'll be fine."

"Don't say anything. The assistant's car is coming."

A few minutes later, the assistant's car stopped downstairs and several people came down. "Mr. Austin, are you okay?"

"To a private hospital." Said Yolande.

After helping Austin sit in the back seat, the assistant opened the door and went straight to the hospital. Dr. Warren contacted a private hospital and they went there directly.

"Don't scare me, Austin" Her voice was choked with sobs. She looked at Austin, who was in a coma after getting on the car. For the first time, she felt an unprecedented fear, as if something big was about to happen. Austin had always been in poor health, but this month he was getting weaker and weaker. She didn't know what was wrong with Austin, which made him more worried and scared.

In a coma, her hand was held by him for a long time, and her palm was covered with a tissue that had wiped the blood. Her eyes fell on Austin's fist that was holding her little hand. She felt very sad. They arrived at the private hospital in about ten minutes. The doctor was waiting there early, so was Dr. Warren.

It took Yolande a lot of effort to pull her hand back from the palm of Austin's hand. She pushed the door open, and several people carried Austin out and put him on the stretcher. The doctors and nurses were busy putting on an intravenous drip and listening to their heartbeat. Standing aside, Yolande was so weak that she could hardly stand. Austin was wheeled into the emergency room.

"Why is Mr. Austin so sick?" Dr. Warren's face darkened as he stared at Yolande.

"Dr. Warren, what's wrong with him? Can you tell me?" Her voice trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with fear.

"I'm sorry. I'm going to check on him." Dr. Warren turned around and disappeared from Yolande's sight.

Yolande caught up with him quickly and sent Austin to the emergency room. This was a private hospital with a high-end VIP ward. There were only a few nurses and a doctor. She sat in the corridor in a daze.

Mona rushed in and saw Yolande sitting on the bench in the corridor. "Mrs. Yolande, where is Mr. Austin?"

"It's inside." She said in a gentle voice.

Mona sat down beside her and sighed. "Mrs. Yolande, don't worry too much. Mr. Austin will be fine."NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

"Well, he will be fine." Yolande comforted herself.

Mona looked at the child and sighed heavily. She was the one Mr. Austin was most worried about! Why couldn't a good man pay back.

It was getting dark. Mona brought them some porridge, and she put the warm porridge on the bench.

"Mrs. Yolande, please have something to eat."

Yolande shook her head, "I have no appetite."

Looking at the dim light in the corridor, Yolande felt very sad. "Mona, what's wrong with him? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Mrs. Yolande, Mr. Austin did it for your own good." Mona sighed.

"She lied to me and said it was for my own good." Tears welled up in Yolande's eyes. She buried her head in her knees, feeling very sad.

Three years later, when he saw Austin, she was lying in the hospital and almost died. He pulled her out of the jaws of death and changed her kidney at an expensive price. He accompanied her through the most difficult moment after divorce.

They had been together for half a year. He treated her so well that he could say nothing. This man often flirted with her, but he had never had any evil thoughts on her. He respected her very much.

"No one can bully my woman."

"Yolande, marry me, I have everything you want."

"Silly girl, I'm here with you."

In her mind, the handsome face of Austin lingered, and the picture of them getting along with each other appeared in Yolande's mind. Unconsciously, the man named Austin held an important position in her heart. Yolande had planned to avenge himself. Seeing that Sunny was punished, Aron knelt down at her feet and apologized.

After everything was done, he would make a clean break with Austin. He would leave the city with his father's property. He would find a quiet mountain forest, build a few houses, and live in seclusion alone.

Austin would get married and have his own children. He would build a family and live a happy life. And she quietly disappeared in his world.

But she was not reconciled at all and had some other expectations. If she divorced with Aron, her heart would be dead. Over the past few months, the careful care and companionship of Austin had rekindled the light of hope in her deathly stillness. She was vaguely looking forward to her next love.

Taking a deep breath, Yolande looked straight at the closed resuscitation room, her palms sweating. She opened her hand and held a group of paper towels in the palm of her hand. There was a scarlet bloodstain on the paper towels. Her heart hurt for a while, and big tears fell from her eyes. For the first time, she cried for the man besides Aron.