Sweet Sweet Love novel Chapter 322

Yolande returned to the hospital. It was late. Austin fell asleep. She walked in lightly, not waking him, and sat down on a stool to look at the man. His face was haggard because of illness. She sat in a daze for a moment.

Mona came in and saw that Yolande was sitting there wiping her tears. She sighed and walked over. "Mr. Austin, it's late. Go to bed early."

"Okay, Mona, you can go to bed too." She wiped her face and said in a sobbing voice.

"Okay, I'm going to bed. Mrs. Yolande, go to bed early." Mona couldn't bear to look at her Mr. Austin and left.

She had watched Austin grow up and taken care of him since he was a child. She had a deep feeling for Mr. Austin. Now seeing him so seriously ill, she felt very sorry for him.

After a busy day, Yolande also felt sore all over her body and was very sleepy. She climbed onto the opposite bed and fell asleep directly.

The next day, she woke up and it was already time for work, she stretched and sat up. Austin was still asleep, frowning.

Yolande jumped off the bed, lay on the edge of the bed and touched his forehead. He didn't have a fever. "Wake up, Austin. You've been sleeping for a long time." She lay on him, burying her face in his quilt, muttering.

A few minutes later, the man moved his arm. Yolande felt a pair of big hands caressing the back side of her head and quickly raised her head.

"You finally wake up."

"Yes, I slept for a long time." The man opened his tired eyes and looked at the bedside. The woman looked anxious.

Two days later, it was Yolande's birthday. He had planned to celebrate her birthday very early. She didn't like jewelry, eating and wearing supplies, none of which were required. Originally, Austin had planned to postpone his work to the company's social engagement and ask for a week's leave to take her to Hawaii for a trip. But now, it seemed that these ideas couldn't be realized.

"Yolande, happy birthday."

She looked at Austin in a daze. "My birthday?"

"Well, the day after tomorrow. Have you forgotten it?"

Reminded by Austin, she suddenly realized that her birthday would be in two days. She hadn't celebrated her birthday for many years, probably since she married Aron.

Although it had only been three years, Yolande didn't think it was a big deal.

She was moved. This man was so sick and still thinking about her birthday.

"Take care of yourself. Your birthday doesn't matter." She lay on his chest and wrapped her arms around him.

"What do you want?"

In fact, what she wanted most was to be the real Mrs. Yolande. "Well, you don't agree." She murmured.

The man knew what the woman wanted. She had never been a greedy woman. Yolande didn't care about fame and money.

"I just want you." Her voice was muffled and nasal.

"Silly girl, I'm no different from a loser now." He touched her head.

Looking up at him with misty eyes, Yolande covered his mouth and looked fierce. "Don't talk nonsense. I am not."