Sweet Sweet Love novel Chapter 296

She tucked Austin in and looked at his perfect face.

Thump! Thump! Thump

"Come in." She whispered.

Dr. Warren pushed the door open and came in. He was wearing a white gown and looked serious. He walked to Austin's bedside, adjusted the infusion bottle, took out the stethoscope and listened to his heartbeat.

"Dr. Warren, how is he? Is it serious? "

"Alas..." Dr. Warren took back the stethoscope and looked at Austin who was sleeping soundly.

"You are so young. What a pity!"

Yolande's face suddenly turned pale and he was stunned in place. His head was pounding and he was dizzy. Is Austin getting better? She was unwilling to accept such cruel reality. When she came to her senses, Dr. Warren had pushed the door open and walked out.

She lay prone on his body in pain. She recalled the first time she saw him after divorce. When she woke up, she saw Austin standing in front of her bed.

"If you don't wake up, I will kiss you." A few years later, when they first met, he made such a joke on her.

He put his hands on her head and said weakly. "Yolande, don't cry. Your eyes won't be beautiful if they are swollen."

"Waah... Waah..."

His heart ached. He didn't expect that Yolande cared about him so much. "Well, don't cry. I'm fine."

Yolande stood up straight, wiped her tears with the back of her hand and took a deep breath. The man reached for the tissue on the bedside table with one hand, took out a few and handed them to Yolande.

"Use a tissue to wipe and make up." The man said dotingly.

Yolande took the tissue, wiped his face and sobbed.

"Promise me, don't cry any more." The man's eyes were full of pampering and domineering command.

She tilted her head and kept silent for a long time. "Promise me. I won't cry when you get better."

"Okay." He would do whatever she said. Although he didn't have the confidence to promise, he just wanted to try his best to comfort Yolande. She didn't know if she could get better.

"I'm thirsty. Drink some water." his lips were dry.

With half a glass of water in her hand, Yolande carefully helped Austin stand up and lean against the bedside table. She tried her best not to move too much in case the infusion bottle hanging on the wall fell. She leaned the glass closer to his pale lips. Austin drank half a glass of water in one gulp and panted slightly. Yolande put the cup on the table and was about to help him lie down.

"No, I'll sit for a while."

"Okay."

She stared blankly at the man's eyes. When their four eyes met, the air became warm inexplicably. When she met the man's warm eyes, Yolande blushed and lowered her head. He held her hand, and the air was quiet. Her hand was held by him, which made Yolande feel warm.

"Silly girl, you should know what he means."

Somehow, Yolande thought of what Jane said to her. When she looked up at the man's warm eyes, she seemed to understand something in an instant, and her heart beat wildly. She lowered her head immediately and didn't dare to look into his eyes.

Austin held Yolande's hand tightly. His palm was very warm, and she felt a warm flow flowed through her fingertips and into her heart. It was warm and comfortable.

She thought of all the good things that a man had done, his care, consideration and consideration. Those small movements and care that warmed her heart.