The light was a little harsh. She narrowed her eyes and waited for them to adapt to the light slowly before opening them.
She simply tidied up, put Austin's diary in her bag, and planned to take it to the hospital.
When Yolande went out, a gust of breeze blew in, cool and comfortable. The stars in the sky poked their heads out. She looked up at the stars in the sky, took a deep breath and walked towards the top Cayenne of Austin.
When they returned to the hospital, Yolande pushed the door open and walked in. Austin had already had an infusion. He had recovered a little and sat back on the bedside table. Seeing that Yolande had come back, a light flashed through his eyes.
"Mona said you went out in a hurry. What happened?"
"No." She put down her bag and sat down on the chair, as if she had some kind of mood, deliberately not looking at him.
The man was keenly aware of the change of the woman and frowned. "What's wrong?"
The woman threw herself into his arms, rested her head on his chest, and half of her body was lying on Austin's body. He stiffened and a strange look flashed through his eyes.
"You big fool!"
He could smell the fragrance of her body and felt disheartened. "Yolande..." He didn't know what the woman wanted to say.
After hugging him for a long time, Yolande reluctantly let go of the man and took out the black leather diary from her bag. After a moment's pause, Austin understood what Yolande meant by saying that.
"I peeped at your diary. I've finished it." She pouted.
"Well..." Austin picked up the diary and looked at it. He was surprised that Yolande would go to read it. So she rushed out to read his diary because she realized something.
At first, Austin didn't intend to show her his mind. Anyway, he was going to die. He didn't think it was necessary. Unexpectedly, she saw the diary. His deep feelings for her for so many years were written in the diary and exposed in front of Yolande.
"Why do you want to see it?" There was no reproach, but only affectionate expression on his face.
"Do you have me in your mind?" She lowered her head.
Silly girl, how could he be so affectionate for so many years without her.
After thinking for a while, he asked, "do you still have feelings for Aron?" His eyes darkened and he tilted his head.
"No." She looked at the man's pale face sincerely, full of expectation and affection.
"In the past, I didn't know my heart. Now I know who deserves my love." She blushed and lowered her head. Her tone sounded sincere, not like saying something to comfort him.
Austin was overjoyed. "Is this a love confession?"
Her face was redder, her head lowered, and she bit her lips without saying anything. The air became warmer and warmer. The man looked at the woman affectionately. He sat up, pulled up the woman's arm and held her in his arms. The man's breath came to her face. Yolande shrank her head in the arms of Austin, gently closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his waist.
Feeling the woman's initiative, he was a little happy. The man's slender arms held her tightly.
"Will anyone come in?" Yolande was a little nervous.
"It doesn't matter. I'm holding my wife. Do they want to see me?"
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