Austin leaned against the sofa with his slender back. His lips and his face were slightly pale.
"You don't look good."
Looking up at the tired Austin, Yolande looked nervous.
"It doesn't matter. I just need to have a sleep."
Austin waved his hand and coughed. He stared at her affectionately on the sofa. Yolande hammered her head slightly and felt sad.
"I'll get you some medicine."
"Don't I can do it myself. " Austin asked nervously.
She was unhappy. She had lived in the Lin family's villa for several months. She and Austin had been getting along day and night. They knew each other very well, but he refused to tell her his physical condition. Did he treat her as an outsider? Or, to him, she was just an outsider.
What's wrong with his body? Why did he hide it from her?
Frowning, she squinted at Austin and raised her voice.
"What's wrong with your body? Why didn't you tell me? I don't want to talk to you anymore."
Seeing the baffled look on Austin's face, Yolande realized that she seemed to have asked a question that was hard to answer. Anger rose in her heart.
She turned around angrily, leaving him only with a thin back.
"I'm fine. I've been weak since I was a child. I can't work too hard."
Knowing that he was lying, Yolande still turned her back to Austin, put her arms around her knees and kept silent.
"Well, are you angry?"
"Don't talk to me," she shouted at him.
He frowned. This woman was really angry. She seemed to have a bad temper these days.
Austin dragged his tired body behind Yolande and put his hand on her shoulder. "Don't be angry. It's not good for your health."
His voice was soft, and his eyes were gently staring at her petite back.
The woman lowered her head and sat still with her arms around her knees. Austin was at a loss. He had never been so calm in front of this woman.
So he stood up and walked to her. The woman buried her head in her knees. So Austin squatted down slowly.
"Cough Yolande, are you really angry?"
Austin covered his chin with his hand and coughed, "you, Are you okay?"
Yolande raised her head in a hurry and looked at Austin worriedly.
"If you're not angry with me, I'll recover soon," Austin joked. He couldn't help but reach out and rub her hair.
Yolande curled her lips and glared at her. "You are lying!"
"No," he chuckled.
Yolande helped him sit down on the sofa and poured him another glass of hot water.
"Drink some hot water."
She put the cup to her lips and blew it gently in case the hot water was too hot. "Well, you can drink it now."
"Go upstairs and have a rest after drinking it."
Austin felt warm in his heart. Well, Yolande could be so considerate sometimes.
He put the glass to his lips and drank it up. Then, Yolande helped him upstairs.
"I can walk myself."
"Well, then walk."
Yolande let go of Austin's arm. Austin turned aside and said, "Well, I like to be supported by you. You'd better not let me go."
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