Love Comes To Me
Chapter 1292: Because of instinct

A wedding ended in chaos.

Eloise was taken to hospital, the back of her head was hit by someone's fist, but it was nothing serious.

She had fainted because she had been emotionally unstable for days and had not had enough sleep, resulting in weakness. "The problem is not serious, but the patient needs to recuperate well for a few days."

Hearing the doctor's advice, Edgar nodded his head busily, "Yes, I'll take care of it."

After the doctor left, Edgar walked over to the bedside, his eyes fell on Eloise's slightly pale face and a sigh escaped his lips.

As long as Hector hadn't returned to her, how could she possibly stay still for any length of time?

"Mr. Edgar, what should we do now?" Thomas asked.

The fact that this had come to this point today was something they had not expected at all.

And after this incident, it would be even more difficult for them to take Hector away from the Bartram family.

Edgar pondered for a moment before he spoke, "If you can't, you'll have to do what you thought before." Thomas frowned, "Are you sure?"

"It's not a question of being sure now, Eloise is in such a state that I don't think we can delay any longer." Thomas understood what he meant, "Okay, I know what to do."

"You must be safe." Edgar admonished.

Thomas laughed softly, "Don't worry about that, I was trained by my prince anyway, I'll be fine."

After saying that, he nodded gently at Edgar and turned to leave.

Silence returned to the ward.

Edgar took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

The wedding had become a farce, and the Bartram family had become a joke.

The old lady was so angry that she almost fainted, and Earlene, on her way home, woke up.

As soon as she entered the house, she went straight upstairs to her bedroom.

The old lady sighed and called the Rawlins to her, accusing her: "What's the matter with you, boy? You knew they were going to come over and make a scene, and you let them do it! That's your sister!" "Grandma, I'm sorry!" Rawlins bowed his head.

It was the only thing he could say now.

"Ugh!" The old lady sighed heavily, "Are you still blaming Earlene for helping the outsiders?"

"Grandma, nothing of the sort."

Even if Earlene had treated him badly, he had never blamed her.

"Then what's the matter with you?" The old lady asked.

Rawlins was silent for a while before speaking slowly, "Grandma, you know, I like Earlene."

The old lady frowned, "So what? You ruined her happiness, thinking that she would like you?"

Rawlins chose to remain silent in the face of the old lady's questioning.

The old lady looked at him, and although she was angry with him for what he had done this time, she turned to think of his feelings for Earlene and felt a little uncomfortable.

She could only sigh again, "Rawlins, it's not yours, we can't force it."

At these words, Rawlins' mouth curled up in a few sneers, "Grandma, if you know this, then why did you agree to Earlene and Hector getting married?"

"Because that's who Earlene likes."

Speaking of this, the old lady shook her head and sighed, "After so many years, you know Earlene's nature, it's too cold. And only in front of Hector can she smile so genuinely, so happily." "But Grandma, Hector doesn't love her."

"Just because he doesn't love now, doesn't mean he won't love later."

A sense of powerlessness hit her and Rawlins laughed bitterly, "To hurt Hector's wife and children because of that? Don't you think that's selfish and excessive?"

At the mention of this, it was like a blockage in the old lady's heart, and it was hard.

In fact, she also felt that it was selfish and excessive to do so, but for the sake of her granddaughter's happiness, she had no choice.

"Grandma, you can't indulge Earlene like this," Rawlins said.

The old lady lowered her eyes and waved her hand to signal him to leave, "Grandma is tired."

Rawlins knew that she was choosing to avoid it.

"Grandma, you taught me from a young age that you have to behave with a conscience."

With that said, Rawlins turned and walked out.

The old lady sighed, she didn't know that one should behave with a conscience, but could conscience be exchanged for her granddaughter's happiness? The answer was no.

Then, she could only live with her conscience.

...

As she walked out of the old lady's room, Rawlins saw Hector, who was preparing to leave through the door of Earlene's room, and gave a start. "Earlene still won't open the door?"

At that, Hector looked over and nodded, "Yeah."

Earlene had locked the door, so no one could knock on it.

But inexplicably, Hector was more worried not about her, but about Eloise.

She'd fainted too.

How was she now?

Watching her being carried to the hospital in Edgar's car, he couldn't help himself and wanted to go along.

But Granny Bartram ordered someone to stop him.

With that in mind, Hector's thin lips parted, "Would you mind asking me what Eloise's condition is?"

Rawlins raised an eyebrow, "You're worried about her?"

Hector was silent.

Rawlins thought for a moment and asked, "Tell me honestly, did you remember something?"

"No." Hector shook his head, "I don't remember anything."

"Then why did you save Eloise then?"

"Because..." Hector frowned, "Instinct."

At that answer Rawlins froze, instinct?

Could it be that his love for Eloise was so deep in his bones that even though the memories were gone, his body still remembered?

"Is that why you wanted to postpone the wedding?"

"Hmm." Hector nodded and said in a faint voice, "Remember to ask Eloise for me."

With that, he lifted a step and left.

Rawlins stared blankly at his back and slowly frowned.