Love Comes To Me

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground, his clothes covered in blood, as he faltered and said, "It's the Karan Group ..."

At the sound of his voice, Hector frowned slightly, his eyes staring coldly at the middle-aged man who was lying on the ground begging for mercy. At this moment, the other side of the North District.

Hector's mother came downstairs with the dishes, and Hector's father immediately greeted her.

When he saw the dishes were still the same, he looked worried and said, "Solomon still won't eat?"

"Well, no matter how much I tried to persuade him, Solomon wouldn't open the door."

Hector's mother looked sad and sighed before handing the dishes to the maid.

She sat on the sofa and rubbed her brow, looking as if she had aged over ten years.

Solomon had been sulking ever since he found out the news.

At first he lost his appetite and was depressed, but later he simply locked himself in a room and refused to come out, no matter who tried.

Hector's parents have always been very fond of Solomon and could not bear to see him suffer.

They tried all sorts of things to coax Solomon, but he still refused to come out.

The two of them worry about this day and night, eating and sleeping badly, and the air pressure in the cottage is at its lowest.

Hector's parents, who have a lot of energy but not enough, call in Rupert and Aisly.

They called in Rupert and Aisly, hoping they could help with some ideas.

As soon as Rupert and Aisly heard that Solomon had a problem, they drove over in their car.

The two men walked upstairs and stopped at the door of Solomon's room.

Aisly, knowing what Solomon had been through, pursed her lips, softened her voice and said, "Solomon, are you in there? It's my aunt, can you answer?" After a long moment, a muffled voice came from the room.

"Hmm."

Aisly seemed to be inspired when she saw Solomon answer.

Sharing a glance with Rupert at her side, she continued to speak coaxingly, "Solomon, auntie is here today to help you, to try to help you with your problems.

If you keep yourself locked up in your room, if anything happens to your health, Daddy and Mummy, and Grandpa and Grandma and many others will be very sad, don't you think so?" "But... but you all don't care about me, you've all abandoned me ..."

Solomon's sobbing voice came out and really told Aisly's heart to break.

She caught the key word in Solomon's words sharply and frowned.

"Solomon, don't get carried away, no one is abandoning you, look you still have your grandparents, uncle and aunt, aren't we always there for you?

I heard from your grandparents that you don't like to eat lately, in case you don't feel well because of this, it won't be a good deal, listen to your aunt, let's eat first, okay?"

Aisly paused at this point and continued, "As long as you promise your aunt, I can meet all your other demands."

Solomon seemed moved, hesitated for a moment and spoke, "Really ... but..."

Seeing that Solomon was considering, Aisly was moved to continue coaxing, "Solomon is a smart boy, think about it. You've been locked up in your room, you can't do anything, even if there is someone you want to see, you can't meet them, you trust your aunt, let her help you."

Solomon dithered for a moment and said, "Okay, I promise Auntie, but Auntie can't go back on her word either."

Aisly was relieved that Solomon had agreed.

Hector's parents looked much better and Rupert immediately contacted Jensen to tell him to come to Ken's house.

When Jensen arrived, he saw several people sitting on the sofa, on pins and needles.

Seeing his arrival, he said, "You're here at last, Solomon is upstairs."

"Good, and don't worry too much guys."

After reassuring Hector's father and Hector's mother, Jensen and Aisly went to Solomon's door.

After a few knocks, the door to Solomon's room was opened.

Solomon had lost a great deal of weight and was much paler. He sat meekly on the edge of the bed, his head slightly bowed, looking very distressed. Jensen gave a wink to Hector's parents and the others, signalling for them to leave.

If Solomon was in a serious emotional state, crowds were usually taboo.

Hector's parents and the others understood and immediately went downstairs.

Inside the room, Jensen and Solomon sat opposite each other.

He took out some large sheets of white paper from his bag and a pencil and handed it to Solomon, smiling, "Solomon, do you remember Uncle Jensen?" Solomon pursed his lips without saying a word and nodded his head.

"Very well, then Solomon use a painting to express what is on his mind." Jensen said with a smile on his lips.

With those words, Solomon took a pencil and drew a small figure on a piece of paper.

Taking Solomon's words, Jensen looked satisfied and replaced him with a fresh sheet of white paper.

"Solomon is great, that was a nice drawing just now, so is there anything Solomon would most like to have? Or rather, what would you most like to do?" A glimmer of longing grew in Solomon's eyes as he listened.

He picked up a pen and carefully drew a woman and a child on the paper.

The two hands were clasped together, looking particularly warm.

Jensen knew exactly what Solomon was thinking just by looking at it and replaced it with a new sheet of white paper.

This time, instead of asking Solomon to draw, he took a pencil and drew a picture on the paper himself.

In the drawing a little man was surrounded by dark clouds, but above him was a tiny sun shining brightly. "This is a present for you from your uncle."

Solomon froze, took the painting, examined it and spoke half-heartedly, "Thank you Uncle Jensen."

After a few more words with Solomon, Jensen left the room.

Just downstairs, Hector's parents were eager to ask, "Mr. Jensen, what are the results?"

Jensen sighed and said, "The cause of Solomon's lesion is still his mother."

At those words, the atmosphere fell into silence.

Looking at the sad faces of several people, Jensen continued, "Solomon's condition is not at its worst yet, he just couldn't take that news for a while.

Since his mother can't be with him right now, you guys should talk to the boy more and not let him always be alone in the house. I'll go back and re-evaluate Solomon, so don't rush yet." Jensen then explained a few more things, and after thanking them, they sent Jensen away.

Hector's mother, however, was in a state of worry again. Although she understood the reason for Solomon's sadness, how could she resolve the matter?

Hector and Eloise were not yet divorced, but the writing was on the wall and there was no way to undo the damage.

"Oh... what a mess this is." Hector's mother said with a sad face.

Rupert, who was silent at the side, suddenly spoke up at that moment, "I'll go and talk to my brother about this matter, Solomon is his son, he must manage this matter."