Love Comes To Me
Chapter 646: Get out!

A long time ago, he had nothing else in his phone, except Eloise.

"I had a hard time getting you back and you say you don't know me and you're marrying someone else, Eloise, you're so cruel to me."

He had seen these pictures countless times, and Eloise's vivid face was imprinted on his mind.

But that's not what he wanted, he wanted the man.

Hector finished it in one gulp and threw the bottle away.

He, in turn, lay backwards, his handsome, god-like face covered in pain.

Leaning back like this, I was unaware that I had fallen asleep.

In a daze, it seems that Eloise appears in front of me.

Hector was overjoyed, he knew that Eloise would appear after the drinks, he had figured out the pattern.

Even if Eloise didn't like his drinking, he would have to risk making her angry just to see her, big deal, just apologise to her then.

Marian comes in, accidentally kicks something and fixes his eyes on an empty wine bottle.

She frowned slightly; he had been drinking again and the office smelled like a large amount of alcohol.

What was so good about that woman that she deserved to have such a nice Mr Hector get drunk for her again and again.

Marian's heart was not in it, but he had to grit his teeth and swallow it every time.

It was not the right time, she could not be impulsive.

Marian's heart ached as she saw the office.

Hector just fell asleep on his back in the chair.

Mr Hector, who is elegant and poised during the day, has slightly dishevelled hair and the collar of his shirt has been ripped open a little. Looking dishevelled, he still has his phone clutched in his hand, its screen stuck in a photo album.

Eloise smiles sweetly at her off-camera, as if provocatively.

Even if I were gone, you still wouldn't have been able to rise to the top.

In a flash, Marian's heart was on fire.

I could barely resist going up to the phone and smashing it, but tried to restrain myself in view of the consequences.

Turning to resent Hector.

Drinking like this, not going back to bed in the middle of the night, again for this woman.

She glared hatefully at Hector, who was unsettled even in his sleep, and wanted so badly to smooth out his furrowed brow. Her hand reached halfway up and slowly dropped, forget it, what was her position.

Marian stood in front of Hector and gazed at him for a long time in silence.

The fascination in his eyes was no longer concealed, and his gaze lingered unrestrainedly on Hector's godlike face.

She had loved this man for many, many years, but he, for one, had never looked back at himself.

What was so good about Eloise that he couldn't get it out of his head after all these years? Marian's heart was filled with sadness and jealousy.

But she won't let go, one day this man will be hers and he will see her goodness and return it! Marian clenched her fists and saw Hector frown and move, and she hastily withdrew her eyes. Waiting for Hector to quieten down before putting his eyes back on his face.

She wouldn't dare stare at Hector's face so blatantly during the day.

Most of the time, she followed him and could only see his upright back.

Once Hector turned to her, she had to restrain her gaze.

Now there's always a chance.

It must be uncomfortable for a man as tall as Hector to sleep on a chair.

Marian gingerly walked over to him and tried to move him inside to the lounge.

She told herself it was all for Mr Hector, she meant nothing else, but her heart was beating fast.

But she had only just touched Hector when the man's eyes opened abruptly.

Marian was startled and subconsciously tried to back away.

Hector doesn't like people getting too close, and she is never afraid to take offence when he is sober.

There was a bit of a panic, fearing that Hector would be angry.

"Eloise ..." Hector's eyes were misty and smitten as he looked at the person in front of him.

Having just woken up, his vision was not quite clear.

When he woke up, he thought the person in front of him was the one he had been thinking about, and was overjoyed to see Eloise. But why did his Eloise have to stay so far away from him?

Marian shuddered and his retreating steps came to an abrupt halt.

She looked at Hector in shock that he had mistaken her for Eloise.

She should have been angry, but for some reason, there was a secret joy in her heart.

After two seconds of agonising, Marian decided to make the mistake.

Anyway, it was Mr Hector who was mistaken, not her intention, so she was right.

Furthermore, she couldn't correct the man she liked when he looked at her in such a way.

Perhaps that was the only chance she had to get close to him.

Marian's heart trembled slightly with joy.

"Eloise!"

Hector grabbed Marian's hand, and the warmth of the man's palm passed through his skin to his heart, and Marian shivered even to her soul. Even if she is the most annoying Eloise at the moment, she admits it.

Marian's lips quivered as she took a step closer to Hector, filled with thoughts of what he would do, what he would do to me.

"Hector ..."

Hector's mouth curled into a vapid smile, Eloise was so obedient today, she came over when he asked her to, so good.

His heart was happy and Hector's face was even more tender.

Marian had looked frozen and drifted towards Hector in a trance.

The two grew closer and Hector reached out with his other arm and wrapped it around Marian's waist.

Marian was shocked and surprised, and looked at Hector with shyness in her eyes.

"Hector, you're drunk or let's go and rest."

Marian coaxed softly, trying to imitate Eloise's usual speaking voice.

Hector, however, frowned at the smell, which was not Eloise's.

Marian tried to continue to lean into Hector, and the next moment, Hector's eyes suddenly cleared.

He shook off Marian's hand and pushed her away with force.

Harsh eyes shot at her like arrows, not angry, "What do you do?!"

Marian's dream woke up.

She said hastily, holding back her great disappointment, "Mr Hector, I ..."

Hector interrupted her and said with disgust, "Who let you in, get out!"

Marian was about to explode with shame.

Just now, she was so close to Hector, smelling his distinctive scent mixed with alcohol, that she was almost obsessed.

Hector's words were tantamount to knocking her from heaven to hell.

"I, I didn't mean to, I just saw that you were drunk and I was afraid that you would catch a cold, so I wanted to help you to lie down on the sofa and rest." Marian explained sharply. Hector's expression remained unchanged, how dare this woman come so close to her.

He said unhappily, "Next time don't just come into my office, get out."

"Then you..." Marian was reluctant to leave like that.

Hector grimaced and waved a disgusted look at Marian, "None of your business, get out."

Not daring to say anything more, Marian turned and staggered away.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Hector's eyes falling on the screen of his mobile phone, his gaze so gentle, so different from when he faced her just now.

A mouthful of silver teeth almost gritted.