"Well, Greg, I won't leave you again. Please don't leave me, okay?" With tears in her eyes, Rona looked at Greg hopefully. She was asking for a promise from him that he would never give up her the whole life.
"I..." As Greg was about to say yes, Leona's face suddenly appeared in his mind and interrupted him.
How could he forget that there was Leona? If he promised Rona now, what about Leona? It took him a long time to get along well with Leona. Now with the intervention of Rona, they would undoubtedly go further and further.
At the thought of that Leona would leave him, Greg felt hard to breathe. He didn't know since when, but he was sure that he wouldn't let go of Leona's hand.
But he couldn't have both Leona and Rona. It was unfair to the three of them. He had to be responsible for his love, so he couldn't answer Rona's question.
Feeling the hesitation of Greg, Rona raised her head from his arms and looked at him with tears in her eyes. She asked expectantly, "Greg? Are you okay? Didn't you just say that you would take care of me in the future?"
Greg was pulled back to reality by Rona's words. Looking at the pitiful woman in front of him, he couldn't say anything to refuse, and he couldn't say anything either. He had to change the topic for the time being, "how is your condition now?"
As Greg didn't answer her question directly, Rona's face darkened, but then she said with a smile again, "Eight years ago, I had an operation. Fortunately, the operation was very successful. After more than a year's treatment and recovery, I finally came to life. I wanted to see you five years ago, but the doctor said that it was still in the dangerous period after the operation and might have a relapse. I don't want to turn into despair after giving myself and you hope again. So I tried my best not to come to you. If it relapses again, I think that our breakup was the last farewell. If I am lucky enough to defeat death again, I will come to you with a healthy body. I finally make it!"
"Did the doctor say there would be any danger in the future?" Greg asked worriedly. Even if he had recovered, he still had to be careful.
"The doctor only told me to keep a happy mood all the time and try not to let my emotions fluctuate too much. Besides, I have to go back to have a regular reexamination!" Rona said happily, nestling in the arms of Greg.
"Well, where do you live now?" It was not until then that Greg found that the people around were looking at them. He held Rona's arm and walked out. No matter what, he had to at least arrange her well when she came to him.
"I'm staying in the hotel!" Rona answered honestly.
Greg frowned slightly. Then he remembered that when he met her in Europe before, she said she was going to open a company in Europe. But could she open a company now?
It took a lot of efforts to run a company. He didn't want her to escape from death, but fell ill again because of excessive fatigue. After all, her physical condition didn't allow her to do so.
"We'll talk about it a few days later. You can stay in the hotel for one night. Tomorrow I'll arrange a place for you." Holding Rona's arm, Greg left the Cafe of Iceland.
The setting sun shone in the room. Leona slowly opened her eyes, stretched out her hand to block the sunlight in front of her, and took the watch on the cabinet aside. It was not until five o'clock in the afternoon that she found that she had slept for the whole afternoon.
The quilt beside her was already cold. It could be seen that Greg had left for a long time. For a moment, she felt a little disappointed, but then she shook her head to put it aside. The dinner was about to start, and Eden must be waiting for her at home.
Leona quickly went into the bathroom to freshen up, and then took out a set of clean clothes from the wardrobe. These were the clothes that Greg had specially bought for her before, and many of them hadn't even been able to open the package. Now they were just taken out to wear.
She picked up a light cyan dress and put it on. Then she took out a pair of matched shoes from the shoe cabinet and hurried out of the apartment. She went downstairs and took a taxi, heading to the villa.
"Greg, I'm hungry. Let's go to eat, okay?" Rona said coquettishly in the arms of Greg. Just now, she had a sharp eye and saw that Greg kept looking at the watch. She intuitively thought that he wanted to leave, but she really didn't want to separate with him.
Seeing the expectant look in her eyes, Greg, who was about to refuse, finally didn't have the heart to say no. he nodded and said, "Okay!"
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