Sweet Sweet Love novel Chapter 156

"Honey, have you had dinner?"

Sunny raised her head from Aron's warm chest and looked at him with her bright eyes.

"Not yet. I came back as soon as the meeting was over."

Sunny was moved and hugged Aron tighter. As Aron was always thinking about her all the time, Sunny feel very happy.

"Honey, are you hungry? Let's eat together."

Her voice was soft. She got out of his arms, held his arm and dragged him to the table for dinner.

The servant put the hot food on the table. Sunny took Aron to sit down, and the servant put two sets of tableware in front of Aron and Sunny.

"Well, you haven't eaten either?"

"Honey, I want you to have dinner with me."

He frowned and felt sorry for her. "Remember to eat early next time. It's good for your health."

Aron put a lot of Sunny's favorite food into her bowl and looked at the woman in front of him with loving eyes. Sunny had lost a lot of weight these days. It was all because of that vicious woman, Yolande, who refused to let go of Sunny and always went against Sunny. Thus Sunny was forced to such a situation. He felt sick at the thought of Yolande.

"Come on, eat more."

"Well, honey, you should also eat more."

With a tender smile, Sunny pretended to be innocent and kind. "Well, you should eat more."

After dinner, the pointer pointed to ten o'clock in the evening. "Go to bed. It's late."

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

She looked at Aron with grievance, pouting like a child and playing coquetry in his arms.

"Well, I have some work to do. You can go to bed first."

"Well, I don't want it."

Aron had no choice but to coax Sunny to sleep. Aron sat silently in the living room smoking. There was a cup of steaming coffee in front of him, with a cigarette between his slender fingers. He took a sip and slowly exhaled a circle of smoke, with a trace of evil in his eyes.

"Are you ready?"

"Mr. Gu, everything is ready," said the assistant.

"Okay," Aron put down the phone with satisfaction and took a drag on his cigarette.

He took a drag on his cigarette, with malice in his eyes.

Since the last time Sunny was hospitalized, she cried and complained to Aron that Yolande had called and threatened her to kill her. Hearing that, Aron was very shocked. Sunny didn't offend her. Even if Yolande was dissatisfied with him, she should blame him. After all, he had been the one who had neglected her for three years.

Aron cursed the vicious woman thousands of times in his heart. Aron was determined to revenge on Yolande and Austin. He didn't want to argue with Yolande anymore. It was better to be practical and hit the vital parts of her.

He had sent people to secretly investigate Austin's company and the working relationships of several senior leaders. As long as there was a chance, Aron would always be against Austin. There were several projects the two companies were competing at the same time, and Aron took the initiative, so Austin's company didn't get the project.

Aron snuffed out his cigarette and took a few sips of coffee. The expensive coffee in Italy tasted mellow. He had always been a neat freak, so he only liked this brand.

After drinking up the last bit of coffee in the bottom of the cup, Aron put the expensive porcelain cup on the tea table. The porcelain cup collided with the tea table, making a crisp sound. His fingers were stirred together, as if he was thinking about something.

Staring at the white wall, he was in a daze. Sunny had suffered so much, but she hadn't recovered from the injury. There was a touch of sadness in the man's eyes. The only thing he could do now was to obey Sunny as much as possible. Whatever she wanted him to do, he would follow her. As a husband, he felt that this was his duty.

Aron stood up and walked all the way to his bedroom in slippers. He lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed. Sunny was sleeping soundly. Her delicate face flushed slightly and her breathing was even. He held her in his arms lovingly.

The next morning

Yolande was woken up by several harsh alarm clock. She stretched out her arms from the bed to close the alarm clock and sat up with the quilt in her arms. She was so sleepy with her head down.

Yolande slept too much during the day, which made her sleepless at night. The sleepless night was always filled with infinite loneliness and sadness. She tossed and turned in bed, but couldn't fall asleep. She didn't fall asleep until three o'clock in the morning.

She yawned several times in a row, trying to sober up. Then she lay back on the bed and took a nap. Yolande got out of bed quickly and put on her clothes. When she opened the door, the door of the opposite room was opened at the same time.

"Good morning."

"Good morning," Austin greeted.

On her way back to the bathroom, she went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. After that, she went downstairs and saw that Austin had already made breakfast in the kitchen. He put the eggs into the pot and began to fry them.

Leaning against the door frame, she looked intently at Austin, who was standing in front of the stove and frying eggs. His thin lips were slightly closed, and his angular side face was very perfect.

"Do you need any help?" It was not until Yolande came to herself that she realized she was absent-minded that she asked in a hurry.

"No, it's almost done," Austin refused.

"Okay."

Yolande turned around and walked out of the kitchen. After taking a few steps, she looked back at the kitchen door with a happy smile on her face.

Austin made the breakfast and put it on the table. "Come and eat it. We have to go to the company later."

Sitting on the chair, Yolande stared at her face in the mirror carefully. After confirming that she had made up, she put the mirror away and put it into her small bag.

"It smells good. Austin, have you always been good at cooking?"

She looked at him with admiration.

"Well, I only made it for you," he said indifferently and put a piece of cheese pudding into his mouth.

A series of questions popped up in Yolande's mind, "well, it's my honor!" She sighed and put a piece of fried egg into her mouth.

The man just looked up at the woman opposite him, and she gobbled down the food.

"Take your time and eat it slowly. It's good for your stomach."

"Okay."

He smiled dotingly.

Austin had been cooking since he was a child, but he only cooked for himself. Yolande was the only woman who was willing to cook for him.

After breakfast, Yolande took out a few tissues to wipe her mouth. Then, Austin took the empty plate to the kitchen.

"Let me wash the dishes."

She stood up from the chair and rushed into the kitchen. Taking bowl from Austin's hand, she said, "You make breakfast. I'll wash the dishes. It's fair."

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her affectionately. "Oh, really?"

"Yes," she nodded.

After Yolande washed the empty plate under the tap, she felt someone was looking at her with burning eyes. Her heart beat fast unconsciously. With a slender body leaning against the door frame, Austin stared at her without blinking.