Sweet Sweet Love

With a runny nose and tearful eyes, Yolande began to cry again. With great difficulty, Austin pulled a few tissues to wipe the tears off the woman's face. "Don't cry. Everything will be fine."

Yolande grabbed his hand and shook his head. His beloved man was seriously ill and was about to leave her. Her world was as cold as snow. She would miss him every day in the future. "I'm worried about you and have someone inquire about you." Austin continued the topic.

"When you walked out of the gate of the Su Family, you were in a trance and your feet were unsteady. I have probably guessed what happened."

"Then I saw the oncoming Santana bump into you." His eyes were filled with infinite tenderness, and he stared affectionately at the tearful Yolande.

"I really want to be with you for the rest of my life, but unfortunately, I know my disease and I won't live long."This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"I didn't expect my disease to develop so fast." Austin smiled bitterly. He regretted that he had worked day and night to exhaust himself.

"Cheer up, Austin!" Yolande blinked her big watery eyes.

"Silly girl!" She rubbed the hair on her forehead and curled her lips unwillingly.

Aron couldn't wait to knock at the door. He didn't know what he would say after he opened the door. But he couldn't resist the impulse to look at the door of the ward.

"Who?" Yolande dried his tears and her eyes were red.

"What are you doing here?" In the middle of the night, Aron stood outside the door, unwilling to give up.

"You are my woman. Can't I come to see you?" He said confidently.

Yolande sneered, thinking that Aron was really ridiculous. "We divorced half a year ago. I'm Mrs. Yolande. How dare I say something like that?" Aron ignored her and walked into the ward before Yolande noticed. He sat down on the armchair. He wanted to negotiate with Austin. He thought that he might as well divorce Yolande before he died, so as not to delay her.

Since he loved Yolande, he definitely didn't want her to be lonely for the rest of her life.

"Get out." She said bluntly.

"Why should I go out? Is there any rule that I can't come?" Aron stared at her blankly.

Yolande realized a problem and looked unhappy. "You must have been here for a long time. Have you been eavesdropping outside the door?" Aron didn't show much emotion on his face and acquiesced in it. "Shame on you!" Yolande said bluntly.

"You go out first. I have something to talk with Mr. Austin."

"What do you mean? Why do you let me out?" She retorted.

"Do you women want to hear men's words?" He sneered.

Yolande gave Aron a ferocious look, which made him feel a sting in his heart.

Well, he didn't have much to say to Austin. Maybe he would send him away and do something to Austin.

Yolande didn't leave. Instead, he sat in front of Austin's bed and tucked him in. "It doesn't matter. I can listen to men. Just say it."

"Put it down. I won't do anything to your man. Just say a few words." Aron disdained.

"Yolande, you go out first. I'm fine. Don't worry."

"I don't want..." She pouted.

"Be a good girl." Reluctant to part with Austin, she stood up and left the ward.

After Yolande left, Aron came straight to the point. "Austin, do you love her?" "Okay."

"Your disease Do you know how much you want her to be a widow?"

"What do you want to say?" The man looked at Aron with penetrating eyes, as if he knew what he wanted to say at a glance. "Divorce Yolande and give her freedom back."

They were not married. So far,

Austin hadn't had sex with Yolande. He loved her. Of course, he didn't want to drag her down after his death so he maintained a nominal couple with her and became an abstinent man.

"Why didn't you divorce her and torture her for three years?" Austin said in a weak voice.

Aron was stunned, with a trace of anger in his eyes. "Well, are you biting me back?"

"I'm asking you."

"It was all my fault." Aron felt bad when he mentioned the past.

"Well, then don't hurt him anymore."

"From now on, I will respect her will and don't force her to do anything she doesn't want to do." "Teach me a lesson?" Aron said coldly.

"Can't I?"

"Ha ha..."

"Haven't you answered my question when you divorced her?" Aron's face was cold and intimidating.

Austin looked at him indifferently. "Thank you for your concern about our marriage."

"You..." Aron left angrily.

Wandering in the corridor, Yolande frowned when she saw Aron coming out angrily. She wondered what kind of topic he and Austin had to talk about. He had to avoid her.

Yolande caught up with him. "What did you say to Austin?" Aron walked very fast. He stopped and turned around. Due to his anger, blood

rushed to his forehead, and be

spoke without hesitation.

"I asked him to divorce you. If he wanted to die, he had to divorce you before he died? Will I leave you forever?"

"Mr. Aron, listen carefully. Don't appear in front of me from now on. When I see you, I will feel sick and can't eat or sleep."

"He is my husband. I married him willingly. What will happen in the future has nothing to do with you." Her eyes were as cold as knives. She really wanted to kill Aron.

She turned around and walked

towards the bathroom. Aron looked at her back and was stunned for a moment. The scene just now made him heartache. The woman who was deeply in love with him, now, was so tit for tat with him. What kind of feeling was it? People who did not experience it would not understand it.

He left sadly. Along the way, he thought of a lot of memories, which were sealed up by him.

Aron returned home and drowned his sorrows in wine. He looked out of the window at the dim lights

If he couldn't get it, he would become so precious.

A person would only try his best to pursue the person or thing he couldn't get or was hard to get. The unwillingness of Aron surpassed his love for Yolande.

He just didn't want the woman who had loved him for more than 10 years to live a life that had nothing to do with him.

After drinking a bottle of wine, she had a clearer mind. She stood on the balcony and looked into the distance. The whole city was shrouded in darkness.

He stood on the balcony, smoking in the cold wind. He picked up the cigarette with his slender fingers and blew it out.

Yolande's handsome face flashed in front of his eyes from time to time, and he couldn't drive her away.

There was a strong desire in the man's deep eyes.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐