She shook her head hard. "I'm not afraid no matter how hard it is for you to recover."
"Silly girl..." The man's eyes were full of love for the woman.
After the porridge, Yolande wiped his mouth carefully and sat beside his bed to chat with him.
Austin had the habit of reading the morning newspaper every day. Yolande gave him the latest newspaper every day. Half of the newspaper was placed on the counter because he was not in the mood to read it. She would ask Mona to clean it up, and Yolande would give him the latest one.
He lowered his head to read the newspaper. With her chin resting on her hand, Yolande stared at the man's handsome face. Austin was a handsome man who would cause a sensation among women.
Noticing her affectionate gaze, the man put down the newspaper and raised his head. "Is there anyone who looks at a handsome man like you?"
Yolande curled her lips and rolled her eyes. "I don't know who used to peep at me a lot."
"I'm not peeking if you find me." He said firmly.
She snorted and glared at him, pretending to be angry.
In fact, at that time, she didn't know that Austin was peeping at herself, but she vaguely noticed that there was a hot light coming. When she looked back, he would often take back his eyes. She thought it was probably an illusion.
Mrs. Sunny had mental illness, so Mr. Aron took her to see a psychiatric hospital. Several good news reporters reported what had happened to Aron and spread it to the public. On the front page of the newspaper, there was a photo of them. In the photo, Sunny looked listless, as if it was none of her business.
Taking a look at the newspaper, Austin sneered and took it away. Taking it over and looking at Sunny who was nestling in the arms of Aron, Yolande felt disgusted. She crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
"I don't want to see it." Austin said calmly.
"No, you'd better throw it away."
"Well, as long as you are happy." The man said dotingly.
For the whole afternoon, Yolande had been lying in front of his bed, chatting and reading newspapers. She would spare two hours to deal with the acquisition.
Austin trusted her very much. She could read the company's financial calculation and confidential information. These days, Austin was sick and Yolande was in charge of the company's affairs for him. She would hand over some important signatures and project cooperation to her subordinates. The company's performance was stable.
"The password of my computer is your fingerprint."
She was stunned. She had never set any password for his computer with her fingerprints. Looking at the puzzled expression on the woman's face, the man smiled. "I made it while you were asleep."
She didn't find it at all. Not only did she doubt the purpose of the other side. "You What do you want? " She was on the alert.
"It's more convenient for you to use my computer. Many important documents are in it."
Her heart sank. Did he prepare for her illness? Yolande felt sad and took his hand in hers. "Austin, take care of yourself. Don't think too much."
"I can help you with the company's affairs. You have to deal with it by yourself when you recover." She looked at his deep eyes, waiting for his answer.
"Okay."
Aron went to the hospital to get the examination result of Sunny. "Mr. Aron, Mrs. Sunny is not sick." The doctor handed the examination report to Aron.
"Is she mentally healthy?"
"Yes, through our professional spiritual check-up, Mrs. Sunny has no mental illness."
"Okay, I know."
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