Love Comes To Me

At that moment, the sound of someone talking from somewhere came down the wind, the sound getting closer and closer, the words audible. "Hector is back with his wife this time, alas, no chance."

"People even have children."

"It was three years ago and it was hard to think that I had waited for a position, but I didn't think it was the same one."

"Why do people go abroad, but not because this person was found again back then?"

...

The sound grew closer and Eloise stood just behind a semi-circle of rose bushes.

While people on the outside could not see it without looking closely, she could vaguely see inside through the cracks.

Several figures approached and the sound of high heels was clear to the ear.

If we were to go out now, we would definitely run into each other, but she is at the centre of the conversation outside, which is the most overwhelming situation. Awkwardly, I didn't know whether to go out or wait for them to leave.

Eventually she shrank as far as she could behind a rose bush and hid herself in a corner.

At that moment, the woman's voice rang out again, "I heard someone say she seems to have lost her memory?"

The girl who opened the door was the same girl who had just been wearing a white cake dress, and Eloise was impressed with her.

Another woman dressed more flamboyantly picked up the conversation, "You guys don't know, do you? I heard that when this Eloise went missing in the first place.

Hector has been searching the sea vociferously for over a month, with countless police officers out, and such a man is infatuated when you think about it."

"No, at that time I have also been catching up with the news online, everyone advised him to give up, according to the description of those who were there, Prince Ken that face... tsk, and then advise a give up throw your whole family into the sea to feed the fish are possible."

"This Rogers family big prince is a lover, Master Rupert can be a philanderer, it's a pity, now both have been taken in."

"The number of women who thought about marrying into the Rogers family now seems purely delusional."

As soon as the words left her mouth, one of them pointed at the tip of her nose and teased, "Don't you dare say you haven't thought about it yourself?"

Eloise listened to a few people talking, and even her own breathing was unconsciously softer.

Only then did she really believe that she was his Eloise and that there could be no mistake.

It is hard to imagine how a fine man like that endures such pain.

Although she is now grateful to Rowson for saving her back then, all she has for Rowson is the idea of repaying the favour.

If it wasn't for Hector, she might have lost her true self long ago.

There will not be such a happy time, and it is even possible that... will not have such lovely children and a happy family at all.

It turned out that the tenderness he showed was from his heart.

Where she doesn't know, he really does give so much for himself...

With Eloise's thoughts, she could no longer hear the conversation of the few people outside and was filled with his affectionate look.

His smiling face, his tenderness.

The lake in her heart felt like it had been stirred up by a stone, and the ripples spread in a circle.

It was as if a corner of the heart had been touched and softened ever since.

"Eloise? Eloise?"

While she was still hesitating, she heard Hector's voice searching and she reached up to straighten her dress and walked out in the other direction.

Walking over to Hector, he tapped him on the arm and said, "Here I am, just kind of trying to sleep and almost didn't hear you."

Seeing the tiredness in Eloise's eyes, a touch of heartache rises in Hector's eyes.

He reached out and rubbed the top of Eloise's hair with concern, "The dinner will be over soon, so you can rest soon, and you can come over to keep you company once I've finished seeing off the guests' with Mum and Dad." "I'll stay with you."

With that, Eloise took Hector's arm in her hand.

The sudden touch caused Hector's body to shudder and he looked at Eloise incredulously.

Sensing the question in his eyes, Eloise smiled at him Sweety and urged, "Get over there, don't keep the guests waiting."

At these words, Hector simply took her soft hand in his before walking contentedly towards the door.

The Rogers family outside looked at Hector with amazement and curiosity at the sight.

Passing them a meaningful look, Hector took Eloise's initiative and went up to bid the guests farewell.

Half an hour passed and the last guest was sent off, finally bringing the day's banquet to an end.

Solomon and Sweety were already sleepy, sleeping on Hector's mother and father's shoulders.

Rupert also carefully carried Aisly back to her room.

The large living room was left to Eloise and Hector for a while.

The atmosphere lapsed into silence, and the hands they held were already slightly sweaty, but Hector continued to hold on tightly without letting go.

After a long time, Hector spoke, "Today, tired?"

At that, Eloise smiled and shook her head, "Not tired, quite happy, and heard a lot about what happened before."

Thinking about what she had heard today, Eloise withdrew her hand and looked at the man in front of her with immense seriousness.

"Isn't it tiring to wait for someone who might not come back?"

Seeing the seriousness in her eyes, Hector froze.

But it soon dawned on her what she was referring to and she laughed softly.

"Tired, but worth it, aren't you back now? As long as I can find you, even if it costs me my life, I'll do it."

Eloise's eyes misted up as the man's words rang true, and warm tears came to her eyes.

Hector painfully wiped her away, kissed her forehead and looked at Eloise with affection, "I will never let you shed another tear again, I will protect you for the rest of your life. You are mine, whatever happens, you are mine." "Eloise, I love you."

With those words, the man pressed his lips against Eloise's soft ones.

Her eyes were like those of a frightened deer, her eyelashes blinking incessantly.

Hector could clearly observe the fuzz on her cheeks.

He was extremely patient, tracing the shape of her lips as if he were admiring a perfect work of art.

This time, Eloise didn't refuse and wrapped her arms around Hector's neck.

In his kiss, she found a home, a feeling of peace that she had not felt in a long time.

Sensing her response, Hector's large hands clasped tightly around the back of Eloise's head and he couldn't help but deepen the kiss.

Just then, images snapped through Eloise's mind.

No longer a blur this time, she saw that Hector had also held her like this and kissed her tenderly.

The man in her memory and the man in front of her overlapped, causing Eloise to be in a trance for a moment.

She seemed a little confused between reality and memory, which one was he?

Seeing the confusion in her eyes and touching her trembling eyelashes, Hector tightened his grip around her waist, bringing them closer to each other.