"Sunny, you are the kindest woman I have ever seen." He touched Sunny's head and said softly.
"Aron, as long as we live happily together, I have no other requests."
Sunny said sincerely. Now, in this situation, her life was like treading on thin ice. What she had done might be exposed at any time. She only hoped that Aron would never know it.
After returning to the bedroom, Sunny lay on the bed and turned around, without closing her eyes all night. She fell asleep in the middle of the night, but she also had nightmares.
"Sunny, you are such a vicious woman. You make my husband mad!"
"He is seriously ill. He spat out a lot of blood because of you."
"Sunny, if anything happens to him, I want you to pay with your life."
"Sunny, you're such a bad woman. You're going to die a horrible death."
"I want you to pay with your life Life for life I want you to pay with your life... "
Sunny woke up from her dream. She was soaked in sweat, with sweat on her forehead and trembling. Aron stood up, turned on the bedside lamp and put his arm around her waist. "Honey, did you have a nightmare again?"
She nodded absentmindedly, burying her head in Aron's chest, and panted slightly. "What did you dream of?" He asked softly.
"I dreamed that Yolande cursed me as a bad woman and would die miserably." She said, trembling all over.
Aron caressed her back, "it's just a dream. Don't be afraid."
After a long time, Sunny calmed down a little. In the dim light, she thought of what had happened in the Austin's company in the daytime. At first, when he wanted to vent his anger and scold Yolande, Mr. Austin's face became more and more gloomy. He stared coldly at Sunny, which made her nervous. He wanted to say something, but he didn't expect a crazy cough and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Sunny thought she was responsible for the aggravated condition of Austin, although she didn't want to admit it and wished he could die. However, they had too much evidence of her, which was enough to send her to hell.
"I'm fine. Let's go to bed." After calming herself down, Sunny got out of Aron's arms, lay on the bed and closed her eyes for the rest of her life.
In the private suite, Yolande was sleeping quietly on the edge of Austin's bed. There were several tear stains on her smooth face. The morning sun lazily reflected on the quilt. The man's hand moved and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes slowly became clear and he saw the white ceiling. Where was he? For a moment, he remembered what had happened downstairs. He was in the hospital.
He checked his head and looked at the sleeping woman beside him. Had she cried? For herself? His heart ached. Thinking of her illness, she felt a dull pain in her chest.
"Hi, Austin." Yolande lay on her stomach with a gloomy face. She looked at the man lying on the bed, pale and bloodless.
"I'll call the doctor." It took her a long time to react and call the doctor.
When she was about to stand up, her wrist was covered by a pair of powerful hands. "Don't go. Stay with me for a while."
"But You... " Austin interrupted her as he knew what she was going to say.
"I'm fine." He said in a low voice. Hearing that, Yolande felt a little sad. His hands were cold.
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