Sweet Sweet Love novel Chapter 338

Leaning on Austin's shoulder, Yolande looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the French window. She really wanted to go back to the past, rely on this man and enjoy his care. At the same time, Yolande would change herself and be more considerate to him.

Austin fell asleep with a dull face. The ward was quiet. Occasionally, he smelled a pungent smell of medicine. "Austin..." There was no response. Yolande tilted her head and looked at the other side. He had fallen asleep.

If she remembered correctly, Austin had been sleeping the whole morning. Recently, Austin had been sleeping more and more and hadn't eaten anything for a day. She felt sorry for him and touched his broad hand. Tears fell down and her eyes slowly turned red.

In the huge private hospital suite, looking at the white wall and the light pink curtain, Yolande felt melancholy. She gently put his body on the pillow, tucked Austin in and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.

Tears wetted her cheeks. She raised the back of her hand and wiped them randomly. Would the most important person leave her?

First, his father died suddenly, and then Austin's disease.

Austin had been in hospital for more than two weeks. Seeing that he was getting worse and thinner day by day, Yolande had to face the reality that he couldn't be cured.

Mark was so rich. If he had one percent of the chance to cure Austin's disease, Mark would spare no effort.

They had known each other for a long time. They were classmates in college and even had a doctor's degree. At that time, they didn't have any communication with each other in life. They were destined to be together for only half a year.

Suddenly, her phone rang

The ringtone broke her messy thoughts. Looking at the screen, Yolande didn't answer the phone because she was afraid that it would disturb Austin. "Hello?"

"Mrs. Yolande, there are several project documents that need to be reviewed urgently."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

"Okay, Mrs. Yolande. Drive safely."

"Okay." After hanging up the phone, Yolande heaved a sigh of relief. It was not until she took care of Austin's company that she realized how tired he was.

As a CEO, he was in charge of thousands of people in the company. Without weekends, he could work overtime at any time. Three hundred and sixty days a year, there was no fixed and endless work.

Standing in the corridor, Yolande remembered how busy Austin was. Her heart ached.

If he hadn't been so busy, his illness wouldn't have been so serious! She regretted that she hadn't known it earlier to help Austin.

Yolande called a servant. "Mona, take care of Austin. When you wake up, tell him I'm going to work overtime."

"Mrs. Yolande, please go ahead with your work. Take care of yourself on the way."

"Okay, Mona, I'm leaving now." Yolande gave Austin a deep look, turned around and left the ward.

Yolande hurried back to the company, and the assistant brought a pile of documents and put them on the desk. "Mrs. Yolande, these are the detailed plans of recent projects. Please see what else can be improved."

"Well, you can go out first." The assistant smiled politely and pushed the door open.

Looking at the pile of materials, Yolande couldn't help but complain in her mind. Sitting on Austin's chair, she was no longer excited and curious. Instead, she felt heavy pressure and fatigue.

There was an old Chinese saying: how capable and responsible you are. The greater the responsibility, the heavier the burden.