Sweet Sweet Love

The man's lips moved and he opened his eyes slightly. "Yolande..."

Turning her head to the other side, she fell into a coma. Yolande shook Austin's body.

Did he have a fever? She touched her forehead and found it was very hot!

"Wake up, Austin! You have a fever!"

He just opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the woman indifferently, tilted his head to one side and fell asleep.

"Mona, Austin has a fever!"

Mona was in a panic. Master was sick and as a servant, she was very anxious. "Mrs. Yolande, what should we do?"

Yolande calmed down and couldn't panic. She tried to lower his temperature first. "Mona, call Dr. Warren and ask him to come here as soon as possible."

"Mrs. Yolande, I'll call him right now."

Mona turned around and went downstairs with the help of a wooden ladder. She turned around and looked at Austin who was lying on the bed. A trace of pity flashed through her eyes.

Yolande quickly ran to her room, put on her clothes and stood in front of Austin's bed.

She put an ice towel on his forehead and covered the corner of the quilt. Under the quilt, Austin was naked. His body was burning because of the fever. Why hasn't Dr. Warren come yet!

The woman stared at the man who was lying on the bed with a high fever, hoping that he could wake up. Because of nervousness and worry, her palms were soaked with thin sweat.

She had lived in the Lin Family's villa for half a year and lived with Austin day and night. Gradually, in Yolande's heart, she regarded him as her closest person.

He had taken good care of her and cared about her so much that she gradually depended on the man in front of her. Yolande was afraid that Austin would fall down. She had no relatives in her heart except for Austin.

Her father passed away, she divorced with Aron, and her own sister killed him. How could she have any relatives!

A sense of sadness penetrated her chest, and her eyes turned red. She thought of all the good things that Austin had done for her. In this world, the only person who was good to her was Austin.

Seeing the unconscious look on his face, she clenched her fists and bit her lips, her eyes full of worry. She was considering whether she should lower his body temperature again. This was the only way she could think of. It was feasible.

Dr. Warren was still in the future, and Yolande was waiting anxiously. "Mrs. Yolande, Dr. Warren is here."

she heard the footsteps upstairs. Yolande

carried the first aid kit into Austin's room and put it on the floor. He ran to Austin and

why is your fever

on his face, Dr. Warren opened the medical kit and took

Don't worry. I'll take care

he will be fine, won't

a while and

downstairs, closing the

fingers were intertwined and she

Why do you often have

know what was wrong with Austin, but he was one ten sure that it was not

has been like

a fever? "

Mona sighed and left without saying

Warren, how

anxiously until Dr. Warren came downstairs. "Yes, it's all right now. Mr. Austin needs to stay

"Okay."

on the sofa and asked, "Dr. Warren, what would you like to drink?"

said Dr. Warren.

after a pause,

"What?"

daze. She didn't understand what he meant. "Dr. Warren, i...

He is depressed!" Dr. Warren looked

tell me.

he looked like an airtight wall. Since Yolande couldn't see through him, she didn't know what

she felt

nodded, looked away, picked up the glass and drank a

good care of

Warren stood up and walked towards the door with the

her sight and then turned around

her head and looked upstairs.

were clattering on the stairs. She

"Come in."

and a head poked