Love Comes To Me
Chapter 1398: I will avenge you.

The old woman pushed Rawlins, even with her crutches, she walked as fast as she could for fear that Rawlins would stop her again. This time, Rawlins did not stop her, but followed her into the sanctuary.

Earlene lay in her coffin, her face so peaceful that it would have been as if she had fallen asleep, had she not known she was dead. As soon as she saw Earlene, the old woman cried out again, "Earlene, it's Grandma, open your eyes and look at me...."

The old woman's body staggered and she almost fainted again.

Luckily Rawlins held her up in time, "Grandma, take care of yourself, Earlene doesn't want to see you like this either."

"Earlene, how could you leave your grandmother like this, Earlene, my Earlene ..." the old woman thumped her chest and wailed.

The housekeeper turned to her side and silently wiped away her tears.

Rawlins wrapped her arms around the old woman, her eyes slightly reddened.

The entire sanctuary was in intense mourning.

The sobs were slow to cease, and the old woman's eyes were swollen with tears.

"Grandma, go rest, I'll keep watch here." said Rawlins.

The old woman shook her head, "I'll stay here with Earlene."

"Grandma..."

Rawlins tried to persuade her, but before she could say anything, she interrupted in a stern voice: "Don't persuade me, I know my old body better, this is my last night, I will stay with Earlene. otherwise..." I will never see you again.

At the thought of this, her eyes filled with tears of sadness and fell again.

She was so insistent that the Rawlins could do nothing about it.

The funeral was tomorrow.

Rawlins looked at Earlene in the casket, closed his eyes in pain and raised his voice, "Butler, seal the casket!"

"Yes." The butler looked at the old woman and hurried to call someone.

"Seal the coffin!" The old woman was a little surprised, "Isn't tomorrow the funeral, why is the coffin being sealed early?"

Rawlins did not answer, but called the servants and asked them to help the old woman out of the way.

He had decided to seal the coffin early to prevent the old woman from being further stimulated.

The butler came in with the men and several of them quickly closed the coffin.

"No!" The old woman struggled to lunge at them to stop them.

But the servants held her tightly and she could only watch as they closed the coffin.

"Earlene!" she cried harshly, her whole body falling to the floor, "Earlene, my precious granddaughter ..."

Rawlins clenched his fists, his heart ached to the point of complete trembling, the woman he loved most had truly and completely abandoned him, she was gone from this world, never to be seen again. That night.

Rawlins sent the old woman back to the villa to rest, and there was only one servant guarding the sanctuary.

Suddenly, a black shadow came through the fence and quickly approached the shrine.

The servant was guarding the entrance to the shrine.

The man quickly approached him and struck him with his palm on the neck.

Without a sound, the servant fainted.

The man entered the sanctuary, went to the coffin, took out his tools, opened the sealed coffin, took Earlene out and laid her aside.

He then resealed the coffin before quickly leaving with Earlene in his arms.

There was silence all around, as if nothing had happened.

The night was as cold as water.

Rawlins returned to the sanctuary and found the servant on the floor; he walked over and kicked her, "Wake up!".

The servant opened his eyes, saw that it was him and hurriedly got up from the floor, bowing his head warily, "Prince." "Go back to rest if you're tired, I'll keep watch here."

Relieved to see that he didn't blame himself, the servant bowed to him before turning and heading back to the villa. The servant looked back towards the shrine and raised his hand to scratch his head, how could he have fallen asleep? And... why did his neck ache a little?

Rawlins entered the sanctuary, walked over to the casket, reached up and gently caressed the casket and said softly, "Earlene, go in peace, the Bartram family and Grandma will be taken care of by me." He paused and his gaze sank, "Revenge, I will avenge you."

...

The next day, Earlene's funeral was a big event.

Everyone the Bartram family knew came to pay their condolences.

The Rawlins took care of everything. The old lady could not hold back the emotion and stayed home with tears streaming down her face, stunned.

The funeral was broadcast live by the media, as the deceased was the daughter of the Bartram family and the funeral was a big event.

It was news.

The Leoz family saw the news, and after watching it, everyone had a bit of a grim look on their faces, and the mood was somewhat depressing.

After a long while, Bonita took the floor: "Is it true that people die? Why do I always have the feeling that it is not real?".

From the moment she had heard that Earlene had died, it had always seemed surreal to her.

Someone so bad, who hadn't learned any lessons, had died like this.

A little too cheap for her, to be honest.

"Can it be fake when you bury people?" Alvaro sighed, "The Bartram family gave it a decent time."

"The days will be quiet from now on." Bonita looked at Paulina and smiled, "Sister-in-law, you and big brother won't have to be on your toes from now on."

Paulina smiled and said nothing.

In fact, she felt very surreal too.

Earlene had originally believed that the Bartram family might soon be able to bail her out if only she was willing to rehabilitate herself properly, but instead she had taken a desperate path. Although he was saddened, he really felt no sympathy for Earlene.

What Earlene had done to Marcos, his mother and mother-in-law was still fresh in his mind, and he thought he would never forget it.

Marcos put his arm around her shoulders and whispered, "Don't think too much about it."

"I don't think about it too much. You, on the other hand, don't blame yourself." Paulina looked up at him.

Marcos smiles, "No. She chose her own path. As for her saving my life, I'll make it up to the Bartram family in other ways."

"Brother, don't even think of compensating the Bartram family." Alvaro looked furious at the mention of the Bartram family.

"What's wrong?" asked Paulina in astonishment.

What had the Bartram family done to him and why was he so angry?

"Nothing. It's just that I think the Bartram family is no slouch either and we'd better have less contact with them in the future." Alvaro said nothing about the Bartram family's involvement in the smear campaign against the Leoz Group. "There will definitely be no contact in the future." Paulina said, "Now that Earlene is dead, the Bartram family may still hate our family, so the right thing to do is to stay away."

Mrs. Gloria, who had remained silent, sighed heavily and said, "Grandma Bartram must be having a hard time with her death."

"Mom, she had it hard, too. If she had stopped her granddaughter from the beginning, Earlene wouldn't have ended up in this situation."

Bonita had no sympathy for the Bartram family.

"True, but it makes sense, after all, it's her granddaughter, and if she won't help her own granddaughter, who will?"

Hearing that Mrs. Gloria was still speaking for the old lady, Alvaro bristled, "Mom, think about your kidnapping, do you still feel sorry for the old lady?"