Since they came back from the Austin's villa, Sunny had been absent-minded from time to time. She
stayed at home all day long in a daze and seldom went out, keeping an eye on Aron. Before Aron went
out, Sunny rushed up to ask when he would go home and what he would like to eat for dinner.
Aron attributed Sunny's abnormal behaviors to her love for him. Yolande threatened Sunny, which
stimulated Sunny's spirit and made her too excited. She was even so sensitive and fragile that she was
so uneasy and relied on him.
Aron felt sorry for Sunny and spoiled her even more. Now he was the only one Sunny could rely on.
"Honey, don't leave me."
Sunny murmured, burying her head in Aron's broad and strong chest. He raised his hand to touch her
smooth and soft hair.
"Don't be silly. You are my wife. How can I leave you?"
With a happy face, Sunny hugged Aron and said, "Aron, you're the best."
The man sighed and touched her hair more gently. Thinking of Yolande, Aron gnashed his teeth with
hatred.
It was that vicious woman who made his lively and kind-hearted wife uneasy and worried about losing
him all day long. What did Yolande say to Sunny that made her look like this? Aron had no idea.
He had to be more tolerant of Sunny, coax her and give her a sense of security, so that she would
know that he would not leave her.
Aron felt that Sunny loved him more than before. She often cooked breakfast for him. Although the fried
eggs were all burnt, Aron was moved by her intention.
In addition to making some food for him, Sunny snuggled up to him all the time. They sat quietly
together and looked at the twinkling stars in the dark night sky.
Sitting quietly, it was inevitable for him to fall asleep. Sometimes, after a nap, Aron woke up and saw
Sunny looking at him affectionately. They four looked at each other and smiled happily.
"Honey, I'm so happy now. Will we be like this every day in the future?"
"Yes, it will."
Aron held her hand and said affirmatively.
Often, when Aron opened his eyes from sleep, he saw that Sunny was looking at him with her eyes
wide open.
His eyes were full of affection. At this time, he couldn't help but touch her head dotingly.
"What are you looking at?"
"Look at you," she said with a naughty smile.
"Lady, the bird's nest congee you want is ready. Do you want to eat it now?"
The servant came over and asked. Sunny sat up straight from Aron's arms and flipped her long hair
scattered on her chest behind her back, thinking for a while.
"Okay, I'll eat later."
"Yes, lady."
The servant walked towards the kitchen with great respect.
Sunny sat cross legged on the sofa, while Aron, who was next to her, bowed his head and
concentrated on browsing the computer screen.
"What are you looking at?"
"The company's financial statements have suffered losses this month."
Aron said indifferently. Sunny frowned, "why did you lose?"
"Nothing. There are some small problems in the company that I can deal with by myself."
He turned around and gave her a comforting smile.
Leaning her head on the shoulder of Aron, Sunny looked excited and sweet, and the fear in her heart
was gradually fading away. Even if Yolande sent messages to Aron, Aron would not believe her.
Thinking of this, Sunny felt much relieved.
The sunshine in the afternoon was just right. Aron rested at home for the whole afternoon and didn't go
to the company. Sunny snuggled up in his arms and looked at his handsome face.
A hasty knock on the door broke the silence of the two people. Like a frightened bird, Sunny sat up
straight and stared at the door. Her heart contracted and her palms sweating. Who would suddenly
come?
The servant opened the door and saw Wendy in a gray dress and a silk scarf.
"My dear daughter, I heard that you are sick?"
With a loud voice, Wendy ran all the way to the sofa and anxiously looked at Sunny who was sitting on
the sofa.
Seeing that it was her mother, Sunny was relieved. Just now, she was frightened a lot and couldn't help
but feel a little resentful.
"Mom, why are you here?"
"You mean I can't come?"
"Mom, please take a seat. Sunny didn't mean that."
Aron closed the computer and sat cross legged for a long time. His legs were a little numb. He
stretched his long legs and straightened his suit. Then he said.
"You are still my son-in-law," said Wendy, sitting on the sofa with a slightly angry face.
"Mom, I didn't mean that. You should call me before you came here. It was very sudden."
Holding her mother's shoulder, Sunny said. The anger on her mother's face was alleviated a lot. Then
she remembered her original intention of coming to the villa.
"My dear daughter, what's wrong with you? Are you seriously ill?"
"Mom, who told you that? Look, I'm fine."
Sunny stood in front of her mother and walked around. Seeing that the red faced Sunny not seeming to
be sick, Wendy was relieved.
Aron asked a servant to make a cup of tea for Wendy and bring some fruits.
"Mom, have some fruits."
"My son-in-law is so kind to me."
Wendy picked up a red and big apple with a big smile and began to eat it. Aron stood up from the sofa
with a tall and straight back. He walked all the way to the water dispenser and got himself a glass of
water.
Looking at her handsome son-in-law, Wendy was very proud. She ate the apple happily.
"Sunny, stay here with mom. I have something to deal with in the company. I'm going upstairs."
"Go ahead. Don't delay your work. Don't treat me as an outsider. Go ahead with your work."
Wendy waved her hand and said to Aron happily.
He walked to the sofa, picked up his laptop and went upstairs. He turned around and waved at Sunny.
"Mom, who told you I was sick?"
When Aron went upstairs, Sunny asked her mother vigilantly.
"Well, I heard from your assistant that you are really sick, my daughter?"
"Mom, I'm fine. Don't worry."
Resting her head on her mother's shoulder, Sunny was overjoyed. Anyway, it was a happy thing to see
her mother.
Because it was inconvenient to talk in the villa of Aron, Sunny didn't mention Yolande, and her mother
didn't mention her either.
The two of them chatted happily while eating fruits. The servant was very happy to see that. It seemed
that Mrs. Gu had recovered.
"Mom, this grape is so sweet. Have a try."
"Okay, my dear daughter, you should eat too."
"Yes, mom. I'm eating."
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