Sweet Sweet Love

Sunny stood up from the ground and staggered on the road. Her hair was scattered and she looked very embarrassed.

She ran to Yolande's company to make trouble. Before she opened the door, she was thrown on the street by the security guards. "Yolande, come out!"

"You are such an ungrateful woman. You still want to steal Aron from me!"

Now that Aron hated her to the core, it was very likely that he and Yolande would rekindle their relationship. If Austin was seriously ill and was about to die, Yolande would take Aron away from her. Yolande happened to come out from work and saw Sunny not far from the company gate, cursing.

Looking at the deranged woman, she walked up to Sunny with a smile, crossed her arms over her chest and looked up at her.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

"If you have the ability, you can get Aron back. Why do you quarrel in my company?"

"Look at yourself? How disgusting is it?" She said with disdain.

"It's all your fault, Yolande." She glared at the proud Yolande.

"Well, you won't die until you reach Yellow River. You deserve it." Yolande didn't want to talk to her anymore, so he turned around and walked towards the garage.

Sunny followed him like a lunatic. Seeing this, several security guards rushed up and threw her far away. Then, Yolande drove away.

When they got back to the hospital, Austin was awake and reading newspaper on the bedside table. "Hi, Austin,"

"Okay." The man looked up at her.

He put down the newspaper and looked at the woman's [0] angry face. "What's wrong? Is the company not going well?"

She shook her head. "No, I met a madman."

Yolande briefly told Austin that Sunny went to the company and scolded her. "Well, are you hurt?"

"No, she's not a ghost. Can she hurt me?" The woman raised her head and looked happy.

"Be careful." Austin reminded her.

"Okay."

Mark was busy with his own business. Yolande and Mona took care of Austin in the hospital. In the evening, Mr. Mark and Mrs. Jane would go to the ward to see their son. The two elders were both very sad. They knew that their son's condition was not optimistic. They were all the doormen, trying their best to leave time to the two young people and let them stay alone.

When Yolande returned to the ward, Mr. Mark and Mrs. Jane had just left. "Where is Mona?"

"I asked her to have dinner." Austin said.

"Do you want to eat something?" Yolande tucked him in. Austin had only eaten a little rice porridge for two days, and his appetite had declined greatly.

"Have some. You feed me."

"Okay, I'll get it for you." Austin held her hand.

"Let Mona do it. Sit here." He wanted to stay with her as long as possible.

"Okay." Yolande sat down.

Mona brought him the millet congee, and Yolande fed him one mouthful after another. After only half a bowl, he shook his head. "I'm full." Looking at the man's painful eating and sick face, Yolande's heart ached. "Okay. Tell me when you want to eat."

She drank the rest of the bowl and handed it to Mona. Austin was touched and held the woman in his arms.

"Yolande, I love you more and more."

"Well, you'll get better soon and marry me." She said coquettishly.

"Okay." Austin replied.

Curling up in the man's arms, Yolande looked happy. The happiest time of the day was to go back to the hospital, take care of her quietly with Austin, and lean her head against his chest.

She raised her head and kissed him on the cheek. "Do you like me kissing you?" The woman narrowed her eyes and asked.

"Yes, of course I do." The man looked gentle and held the woman tighter. He swore that if he had a next life, he would meet her, marry her and have children with her, and be an ordinary couple.

He was born to be Mr. Austin. He had been the focus of the public since he was a child. In his heart, he was very unhappy until he met Yolande, a pretty girl with smiling eyes and eyebrows, who made him realize the different scenery in life. Thinking of her, he laughed. It was not until Austin met Yolande that he realized the meaning of life.

Recently, the headline of the entertainment news was that Yolande announced the truth of their divorce. Sunny was ruthless and framed her own sister. Aron was heartbroken to marry a vicious woman. The media also speculated that Aron had an affair with Sunny. They worked together to frame Yolande.

After reading the newspaper, Aron was so angry that he tore it into pieces. Blue veins stood out on his forehead. The trend of news spread was far beyond his expectation.

He had been absent-minded at work these days and was in a terrible mood.

He wanted to find someone to drink and get drunk, but he couldn't find such a friend. He could only drink alone after work.

"Mr. Aron, it's time for the meeting."

"Yes, I'll be there soon." Aron put down the phone and strode towards the meeting room.

After the meeting, Aron drove back to his newly bought apartment and bought some food. He took two bottles of beer and ate peanuts while drinking.

After half a bottle of beer, she stared at a painting on the wall, dazed.

Aron regretted that if he didn't divorce Yolande, would they be happy now?

Back then, Yolande grabbed his sleeve and begged him. "Aron, trust me. I didn't do it."

"Who else could it be without you?" He pushed away her hand coldly and stepped back. He thought she was dirty and would wipe it for a while.

Now, Aron regretted that if he had investigated, the truth would have come to light.

After drinking a bottle of beer, he opened the second bottle and took a sip. Then he put the bottle heavily on the table and took a bite of the food.

Thinking of Yolande, he was touched. He still loved her.

Back then, their campus love was as sweet as the hero and heroine in Joyce's romantic novel. Yolande was very kind. He would help the poor students in his class get the scholarship. The first thing he needed to do was to buy him a gift.

Aron, who had come to his senses, regretted having missed such a good woman.

In the past few days, he slowly sorted out his thoughts and finally saw the true face of Sunny. Sunny had always been good at acting. She pretended to be weak and innocent in front of him and won his sympathy.

This kind of love came and went fast.

She always wore a mask in front of him during their half year marriage life. In the past three years, the rigid marriage made him eager to have a woman truly fall in love with him. As a man, no matter how successful his career was, it was inevitable for him to be lonely and eager to be loved. He couldn't open his heart to Yolande. When Sunny appeared, Aron was more willing to believe that someone loved her.

He calmed down and took a few sips of wine. Feeling sleepy, he fell heavily on the bed and soon fell asleep.