Sweet Sweet Love

Yolande put on a light yellow dress with a sandy scarf around her neck and long hair. She looked fresh and elegant at first glance.

After she divorced with Aron, her life and her whole body had changed a lot. Her figure became more and more exquisite, and her every move revealed an extraordinary temperament. She had thought that her life would be a pool of stagnant water and lifeless without Aron. Later, she realized that it was a right choice to leave a person who didn't love her for a long time. Yolande walked on the floor of the living room, recalling all kinds of previous scenes. Austin sat on the sofa and read the news. Sometimes he looked like Aron, and she would think of Aron from time to time.

"Austin, do you think this suit suits me?" Yolande walked up to Austin and asked.

"It's very beautiful. In my eyes, you don't wear any makeup and you look very beautiful in simple clothes." Austin put down the newspaper and stared at her.

With a shy smile, Yolande looked down at the corner of her dress, walked to the floor mirror and circled around. She thought it was beautiful too.

She put her bag on her shoulder and smiled at herself in the mirror.

"Are all men so fond of sweet words?" Yolande looked back at Austin in front of the mirror and asked.

"Honey words. I'm telling the truth. Yolande, you're the most beautiful woman in my eyes." The man looked affectionately at the woman in front of him.

"I don't believe it." Yolande curled her lips.

When he was with Aron, he seemed to be good at sweet words, coaxing the innocent and ignorant Yolande very happy. How could she have thought that after being framed by Sunny, Aron would not listen to her explanation at all. Oh, a man who said sweet words to her. "I don't believe it," she said scornfully, glaring at Austin.

He strode to her and asked, "how can I make you believe me?"

Austin got closer to her, and his warm breath fell on Yolande's face. "I... I was just kidding."

"Are you kidding me?" He raised his eyebrows.

She blushed and turned her head slightly. "Do you want me to kiss you?"

"...... Austin, don't think too much. II didn't mean that." She squinted her eyes and blushed.

"Yes, but I have. What should I do?" His thin lips got close to her smooth face, and his warm breath fell on Yolande's face.

"I don't know what to do."

He fixed his eyes on the woman beside him. She tilted her head and looked embarrassed.

"Hurry up, or you'll be late for dinner." Austin stood straight and said seriously.

Yolande checked the time on his phone and said, "Oh, no, I'm really late. It's all your fault, Austin" She said angrily

"Well, it's all my fault. I'll keep you company," said Austin indifferently

"No, thanks. Dr. Warren asked you to have more rest." Said Yolande.

"Don't you give me a chance to make amends?"

"I was just kidding," she lowered her head.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman in front of him affectionately. In Austin's eyes, any movement and words of Yolande were very cute.

He wanted to go with her, but Yolande refused. Austin had to give up. Several months had passed since the kidnapping incident last time. He still had a lingering fear when he thought of it. Every time Yolande went out, he would worry that Sunny would hurt her with ill intention.

"I'll ask the driver to drive you home."

"No, thanks. I'll take a taxi." Said Yolande.

Austin looked at the woman in front of him and said, "you look so beautiful. It will get dirty if you take a taxi."

"Well, will it?" She frowned.

"Okay, drive my car." Austin threw the key to his car to Yolande. She looked at the key in her hand and then looked up at Austin.

"Okay, I'm leaving now." She put the key into her bag, changed her shoes and went out.

Yolande was driving Austin's top Cayenne at full speed on the highway. She had always been good at driving. Even if she hadn't driven for a period of time, as long as she held the steering wheel, she could skillfully control it. She grasped the steering wheel to gallop on the high speed, adjusted the speed to the speed that is not fast or slow and drove slowly on the highway.

When they arrived at the gate of the hotel, Yolande parked her car at a suitable place and looked up at the hotel in front of her. This hotel was a magnificent five-star hotel with elegant appearance and 30 floors. When she was about to push the door open, her phone rang, reminding her that there was a message coming in. Withdrawing her hand, Yolande picked up the phone and turned on the screen. "Have you arrived?"

She frowned and was confused by Austin's message. She just went out to attend a dinner party, but he thought so. Mr. Austin was worried about her or his car. Yolande thought that Niles must be bored at home, so he sent a message to ask.

"I just arrived." Yolande replied.

A few seconds later, her phone rang again. She clicked on the message and said, "protect yourself. Call me if you are in trouble."

Yolande curled her lips. This man was even more verbose than women. "Okay, I know."

She threw the phone into her bag, put it on her shoulder and opened the door to get off.

At the dinner, many people toasted to her one after another, but Yolande refused, "I drove here by myself. I can't drink."

"Mrs. Yolande, doesn't Mr. Austin come with you?" An old man of more than 30 years old showed a beautiful smile on his handsome face.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"He has something else to do. I'll drive here by myself." Said Yolande with a smile.

Everyone nodded and looked at her with respect. All the old directors present at the dinner table were people Austin knew, or previous partners, mentioned Mr. Austin, and all praised him for his young, promising and talented. Even if Austin wasn't there, they respected Yolande when they saw her.

"Mrs. Yolande, please have a taste of this dish." A man with shiny hair pushed a dish that Yolande had never eaten in front of her. She smiled shyly and took a bite with chopsticks. "It tastes good." "Come on, let's eat."

Yolande took a few drinks and ate a piece of chicken. The dinner was very boring. Most of the people who came to attend the dinner were men. They drank, clinked glasses and chatted. Yolande had nothing in common with them, so she had to eat silently and planned to leave halfway.

Everyone was talking and laughing. Yolande felt bored and had to eat. 00000000000