Love Comes To Me

The overwhelming emotions of grief and joy, combined with the lack of food at night and a night of constant worry, made it impossible for her body to support itself. He was already at the end of his rope, and now that he heard that his girl was okay, his spirit relaxed and his body deflated.

She swayed a few steps and fell straight down towards the ground.

"Eloise!"

Rowson watched as Eloise, like a plume, fell.

His heart lurched and he scrambled forward, holding Eloise in place.

"Eloise, what's wrong with you?"

He looked at Eloise's face with a look of anxiety, and the whole thing was a bit overwhelming.

Mrs Darlington stepped forward, pulled her son and said urgently, "Rowson, what are you doing? Get him to hospital!"

Rowson Wenyin stopped Eloise by the waist and sprinted in the direction of the car.

They were taken to the nearest hospital as quickly as possible.

When they arrived at the hospital, Rowson followed the trolley, yelling as he ran, "Doctor, what's her condition and why did she faint?"

The doctor's eardrums jangled at his shout, thinking Eloise was suffering from something serious, and he hurriedly asked someone to push faster.

After a closer look to make sure Eloise was okay, the doctor said reluctantly, "The patient just fainted from hunger, don't worry.

A bit of nutrient infusion and rest will soon heal, you youngsters, you just make too much fuss."

After hearing the doctor's exact answer, Rowson's tense strings were completely relaxed.

He dropped onto a bench and took a big breath.

Seeing her own son's look of shock, Mrs Darlington came over and shook her head.

Remembering that Sweety was still in the hands of someone else, he hurried over and instructed him, "Come on, Rowson, Eloise is all right now. It's important that you go to the group and get Sweety back, there's no time to lose or she'll be worried again when Eloise wakes up."

Rowson sniffed, thinking his mother had a point, and nodded in response, "Mum, I'm on my way."

Gathering his clothes a little, Rowson walked out of the hospital.

The car sped down the road in the direction of the JS group ...

On the other side of the JS group, Hector stared at the little girl who was having fun for a moment, a hint of reluctance crossing his eyes.

He loved this little girl and would like to keep her with him all the time if he could.

But this is someone else's child after all.

Now that the child's parents have come to him, he's returning the person, and looking at such a lovely little person, he really can't let go.

Gathering the emotion out of his eyes, Hector held out his hand to Sweety and said, "Here."

Without any hesitation, the little girl put her hand over, her tiny hand in the warm, broad palm.

And then tilted his head, looked at Hector, and Sweety smiled.

Hector looked at her little face for a moment, stunned.

Then reached out with his other hand and stroked her fluffy little head.

Taking the little girl's soft hand, he led her downstairs.

The numbers on the lift kept jumping and Hector kept his head down, gazing at the little girl, unable to take his eyes off her.

This difficult emotion hit Hector and made him a little uncomfortable.

But it was also very strange, obviously they had only been together for such a short time.

When they arrived downstairs, they saw a tall man waiting, looking a bit anxious and constantly looking inside.

I think this man must be the little girl's father.

Looking at the man in front of him, Hector's heart was filled with all sorts of feelings.

Five Flavours walked over and opened his mouth to inquire, "You're Sweety's family?"

Rowson greeted them and was thrilled to see the little girl, nodding his head repeatedly.

"Yes yes, I'm the one who called you, I'm Sweety's father and I appreciate you taking the trouble to look after her for the last two days." Hector looked at Rowson twice more, the man was handsome, but the little girl didn't look like him.

Bending down for safety reasons, he inquired of Sweety, "Is this your daddy?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, the little girl looked like she had just reacted and immediately pounced.

In an adorable little milky voice, he called out, "Daddy!"

Rowson opened his arms and hugged her hard, like he was holding a lost treasure, "Don't be afraid, Daddy's here."

Hector looked down at his empty palm, his heart felt a pang of emptiness and Hector didn't want to look any further.

"Now that you have been reunited as father and daughter, I shall leave you."

Rowson woke up as if from a dream and put his daughter down, one hand still held, and thanked her repeatedly.

"Thank you so much, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't know where to find this girl now."

Today Sweety is always smiling and clean and tidy.

It was evident that she had not been frightened or suffered, and that the gentleman before her had taken good care of her.

Hector waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, Sweety is delightful and my Solomon loves her."

After a pause, he added, "I like her a lot too."

Rowson laughed, "She's been very naughty and has given you a lot of trouble, so if you don't mind, I'll buy you a meal as a small token of my appreciation." "No, you can take her back." Hector smiled faintly, his eyes turning to the little girl to say goodbye to her.

Who knows, the little girl suddenly rushed over and threw her arms around Hector's legs.

Tilting her little face up, she said softly, "Bye Daddy."

Rowson, on the other side of the room, was stunned at first at Sweety's words, and then a little embarrassed. This girl, she wouldn't have called everyone daddy before.

Fearing Hector's anger, Rowson said, "I'm sorry, my daughter doesn't know any better, please don't mind."

Hector gently stroked the little girl's hair, his cold, hard face softened as if a spring breeze had passed through it.

"It's okay, the little girl is cute and very much like someone I know." Hector spoke wistfully, a faint hint of sadness in his eyes.

Rowson froze, secretly saying that this seemingly successful man also seemed to have some unspeakable past.

But that would not be his concern.

After thanking her again, Rowson left with her little girl in her arms.

Hector looked around the corner for a moment and turned back to his office.

Looking around, the office is still the same, but there is something missing.

The office is much quieter with less of the little girl.

Hector, who was never used to being disturbed, was slightly uncomfortable.

Take a moment out of your mind and get back to work.

I don't know how long it was before the office door was opened again and a small figure rushed in in a frenzy.

As soon as he entered he asked, "Daddy, where's little sister?"

Solomon didn't see anyone and sounded a little puzzled.

Then he was surprised to find that his daddy had pulled out a cigarette.

When he was about to light it, he seemed to remember that he was still there and put the lighter down again.

Solomon stomped over to Hector and asked anxiously, "Daddy, where's little sister, where did she go?"