Sweet Sweet Love

Chapter 214 I'm Not Feeling Well

"Mr. Austin, Mrs. Yolande, you are here. Please have a seat. Everyone is waiting for you."

A handsome man in suit stepped forward and said. Yolande looked ahead. The private room was big and full of people. They were all toasting to each other.

"I'm not feeling well. I won't stay long." Austin said.

"Mr. Austin, you can leave at any time." The man was easy-going.

Holding Yolande's hand, Austin found two empty seats and sat down. Everyone looked at them. In the private room, the warm walls looked very warm. Mozart's famous symphony echoed in the air, and the atmosphere was very lively.

"It's the first time I've seen Mrs. Yolande. She's so elegant and beautiful."

An elder woman with graceful temperament looked at Yolande with appreciation.

"Mr. Austin, Mrs. Yolande, I'd like to propose a toast to you." She raised her glass and proposed a toast to Yolande and Austin.

Seeing the situation, Yolande knew that she couldn't refuse him politely. Since she became the CFO, she had taken part in the dinner of the rich and knew the rules.

Yolande looked at the middle-aged woman up and down opposite her. The middle-aged woman was holding her posture elegantly, and with a glance at the bracelet she was wearing on her wrist, Yolande could tell that it was expensive, and she also was dressed in a luxurious manner.

She thought to herself that such a powerful woman couldn't know it.

While everyone was talking and laughing, Yolande gave Austin a look. Austin understood what she meant and smiled affectionately.

Yolande smiled and looked at her politely, "My husband is not feeling well. He can't drink. I'd like to propose a toast to all of you."

She stood up, raised her goblet and drank it up gracefully. It was very straightforward and efficient.

"Mrs. Yolande, you are so generous." ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

All the people at the table burst into laughter and looked at Austin with envy. "Mr. Austin, you are so happy to marry such a virtuous wife."

"Yes, Mrs. Yolande is really extraordinary."

Everyone was talking. Yolande's face was burning and her heart was beating fast. She picked up some food in a hurry and took a few drinks.

"Let's eat. My wife can't drink too much. Let's drink tea instead of wine."

Austin also stood up and finished his black tea. He looked at the woman beside him thoughtfully, "how are you? Are you okay? "

"Nothing," said Yolande with a smile.

"Okay, okay." Everyone drank, joked, and the waiter served several dishes from time to time.

Austin always said that attending such a banquet was less eloquent. As the entrepreneur of a company, his ability and talent made countless people in the industry admire and envy him.

For many people, it was a lucky thing for them to have a few words with Mr. Austin. Austin had always been modest and indifferent. He didn't talk to others except for necessary work.

He seldom attended such a dinner party, unless the person who went with him was too noble to go.

"These are all your favorite dishes," said Austin thoughtfully and he took dishes for Yolande.

"Mr. Austin, you are so considerate to your wife!" Austin looked indifferent. He never took such praise seriously.

Before the dinner was over, Austin and Yolande left. Hand in hand, they came to the spacious street.

"Are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable? " She asked worriedly.

"No, I didn't."

"Let's go shopping. It's still early." Austin put his arm around Yolande's shoulder.

In the past few days, she had been staying in the villa to recuperate and hadn't come out for several days. It was boring to stay at home, so she decided to take Yolande everywhere.

The sun shone brightly, and a wisp of breeze blew into the bedroom.

Sunny turned over and woke up from her dream. The bedroom was shrouded in a dark red glow. She rubbed her eyes and sat up from the bed. She was still a little sleepy. She didn't know what was wrong with her?

She picked up her phone and called Aron, "honey, will you work overtime tonight?"

She murmured in a coquettish voice. "I have to work overtime today. Good girl."

"Honey, can you stop working and come back to accompany me?" Sunny cried.

"Honey, there are some small problems in the company recently. It will be fine after this." Aron felt sorry for her and told her the truth.

"Well, honey, you can go ahead with your work." Sunny hung up the phone.

She fell down on the bed, and her heart was filled with fire. What kind of life she lived was almost boring except sleeping. She threw the phone out angrily and it fell to the floor with a bang.

Busy Everyone was busy except her. She had nothing to do and lived a leisurely life.

After lying down for a while, Sunny went downstairs with a ladder. The servant had already prepared the dinner. "Mrs. Sunny, is the dinner ready? Do you want to eat something? "

The servant knew that her master was not feeling well recently and had a poor appetite. She didn't like eating a lot.

Sunny walked to the table, bent down and looked at the dishes on it. A greasy smell floated into her nose. Suddenly, she felt sick. She covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom to retch. But she didn't spit out anything. She just felt sick.

The servant followed her and stood outside the bathroom. She looked at Sunny, who was vomiting on the toilet, and said cautiously with a serious expression on her face.

"Mrs. Sunny, are you pregnant?"

Sunny, who was vomiting in the toilet, was stunned. Her face was slightly pale. She stood up and stared at the servant in astonishment.

"Mrs. Sunny, is your period coming this month?"

Sunny was shocked. Her period had been more than 10 days and hadn't been there for a long time. Was she really pregnant?

"No, it's just a servant. What nonsense are you talking about?"

She stared at the servant and said angrily, walking past her angrily.

Sunny went back to her bedroom and counted the days in bed. A month ago, he had had sex with the middle-aged man, so it was better not to be pregnant. She was afraid that the child was not Aron's.

As the night fell, she stared blankly at the ceiling. She couldn't get pregnant. It was not the right time.

"Mr. Aron, you are back."

The servant opened the door and said with a smile. Aron nodded, walked in, put his briefcase on the counter and changed into slippers.

"Where is Mrs. Sunny?" He looked around and didn't see Sunny.

"Mrs. Sunny is upstairs. Mr. Aron, have you had dinner?"

"Yes, I have."

Aron passed the servants and went upstairs. When he opened the door of the bedroom, Sunny fell asleep on the bed. Looking at Sunny who was lying on the bed, Aron smiled dotingly and took off his suit.

Sunny moved and opened her eyes. She shrank her head in Aron's arms and said, "honey, you're back."