Sweet Sweet Love

The time for Austin to wake up was shortened gradually. The first five hours, three hours and one hour were shortened. After Yolande fed him the medicine, he fell asleep.

He was getting more and more depressed. Yolande tried to tell a joke to make him happy, but he just forced a faint smile

The man's light was dim, and the light in his eyes slowly faded. Only when he stared at Yolande, his deathly quiet eyes flashed with a trace of vitality.

When he woke up, Austin was in a daze and couldn't say a word. He didn't talk much. Her heart was torn apart. Yolande held his hand tightly, afraid that she would lose Austin if she didn't pay attention to it.

Mona pushed the door open and came in. "Is Mr. Austin still in a coma?"

"Yes." She lowered her head, crossed her knees and stared blankly at the ground.

"Go to sleep, Mrs. Yolande." Mona looked at Austin and sighed.

Yolande shook her head. "I can't sleep."

Mona sat next to her and held her hand. Yolande felt warm. During this period of time, she had been mentally tired. At this moment, her mother's warm hand collapsed. She leaned on Mona's shoulder and cried in a low voice. Mona held her hand tightly. "Mrs. Yolande, thank you for your hard work these days." She shook her head. She was not afraid of hard work. What she feared most was that she still couldn't keep Austin.

"Mrs. Yolande, Mr. Austin has been sick for several years and has been taking medicine."

"When Mr. Mark and Mrs. Jane learned about his illness, she couldn't eat or sleep. Everyone loves her." Mona chattered.

"Over the years, Mr. Austin didn't take good care of himself. He worked overtime every night and came back late at night."

"Mr. Austin won't listen to our advice."

"We all hope that he can find a girl to live a happy life. If there is someone waiting for him at home, Mr. Austin will take part of his work time to go home to accompany his wife." Mona murmured.

"Why did he hide it from me?" Yolande murmured. Speaking of this, Yolande still felt very aggrieved. Everyone knew that, except her.

Mona sighed gently. "He loves you the most and doesn't want you to worry about his condition, even a little." As soon as Mona finished her words, her tears flowed more fiercely, and a large part of her shoulder was wet.

The air was quiet. Neither of them spoke. They all looked at the man lying on the bed.

The man's eyebrows were very handsome. He had been tortured by the disease for half a month, and his face was pale and bloodless, but his heroic and [] appearance could not be changed.

Once upon a time, this man was so perfect that made Yolande heart tremble slightly. She was afraid that she would fall in love with him by accident. How could such an excellent and perfect man fall in love with her?

She felt that she was very lucky. It was not until half a year had passed since she was taken good care of by a man like Austin that the scar in her heart slowly healed and removed.

Lying on Mona's shoulder and crying for a while, Yolande felt much better.

"Thank you, Mona."

"You're welcome. In my mind, we are family."

"Okay." Yolande nodded heavily.

"It's late at night. Mrs. Yolande, you can go to sleep in the next room. Listen to me today. Health is the most important. Go to bed now." Mona said with concern and affection in Yolande's eyes.

In the past half a month, Yolande had been sleeping in the ward most of the time. She often couldn't fall asleep. When she opened her eyes until dawn, she had lost a lot of weight. Looking at the haggard look of the child, Mona felt sorry for him. "Okay, I'll go to bed."

"Yes, I'm here to look after Mr. Austin and the nurses on duty."

Yolande nodded. "Thank you, Mona."

In the private hospital, there were luxurious bedrooms specially arranged for the families of patients. Yolande fell asleep next to Austin's ward. The room was simply decorated. There were two white sofas, thick gray curtains, a large double bed, and a lamp was on the bedside table. Yolande was lying on the bed tiredly.

The dim yellow light of the table lamp shrouded the bedroom. She bent her arms and rested her head, quietly thinking about a lot of past things.

Thinking of Mona's loving and concerned eyes, she felt warm in her heart.

Mona's tenderness made her feel the feeling of maternal love. There were five complex feelings in her mind, which were hard to describe.

In her memory, she had never

experienced maternal love. When

her mother gave birth to her, she had a difficult time, protecting the adult and the child. Her mother chose to protect her, and after giving birth to her, she would die. Her

stepmother was domineering and arrogant, and she was lack of care from women.

Living in the Lin Family's villa and getting along with Mona, Yolande always felt grateful for her concern for her.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Maybe she was really too tired, Yolande fell asleep. Her mind was in a mess and she had a lot of messy dreams all night. "Austin..."

The woman sat up. It was already dawn, and the whole room was bright, with dazzling eyes through the glass.

Her heart was beating fast. She dreamed that Austin was gone, and she was in a cold sweat. It was still a dream! She didn't sleep well last night.

After calming herself down, Yolande got out of bed and went straight to the ward of Austin. Dr. Warren and several nurses were there with a serious look on their faces. Austin was still in a coma, and his face looked even worse than usual.

She was shocked. "Dr. Warren, what happened?"

Dr. Warren wrote something on the medical record, closed it and looked up at Yolande. "Mrs. Yolande, we are going to give Mr. Austin a general check-up." "Okay." Yolande looked at him in a daze.

Austin was pushed out of the ward by the nurse. Yolande sat on the chair, her eyes swollen, her hair in a mess, and her fingers intertwined uneasily.

Did all the indexes of Austin's body change greatly? Why did Dr. Warren suddenly want to give him a general check-up.

Yolande was afraid that she would be shrouded in fear. No matter what happened, she would be very nervous. She was greedy. She wanted Austin to live one more day.

She didn't want to talk to him every day. 'Austin must be very painful. I don't want him to be too painful,' she thought.

After a while, she came to her senses and realized that she hadn't brushed her teeth and washed her face. Her crying face became dry and tense. In a trance, Yolande went to the bathroom to clean herself up and changed into a jeans T-shirt.

In the corridor, Yolande glanced at the monitoring room, where the light was on. After a while, she looked away. Back to the ward, Mona put a bowl of steaming egg noodles on the tea table.

"I made it just now. Please have some, Mrs. Yolande." The private hospital was fully equipped with a kitchen for the family of the patient to cook.

Mona's egg noodles were very

appetizing. There were two poached

eggs in the soup, and green onion, and vegetable leaves floated in the soup, smelling very fragrant. Since she had a good appetite, Yolande squatted down to eat. Mona brought her a small stool with a smile.

"Mrs. Yolande, sit on the chair and eat."

"Okay."

Yolande sat down on the chair and ate the egg noodles.¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶