Love Comes To Me
Chapter 1584: Make this family's life worse than death

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this sad matter, it already makes me happy that you can come and keep me, an old lady, company."

The old lady saw some change in Blythe's expression and thought she didn't want to mention someone who had passed away herself, didn't want to be compared to a dead person, and just stopped that conversation. "It's all right, Grandma is happy just fine. My only task today is to make you happy, and if you want to talk about your granddaughter, I'll be happy to listen." Blythe smiled good-naturedly.

It was obvious to her that the old lady had changed before and after her own passing; she seemed to smile less and her brow was all sadness.

Even if she didn't want to hear about the old days herself, she wanted her to talk more about it at this time for the old lady's sake.

"It's okay, let's not talk about it, let's take another look at this side."

The old lady patted the back of Blythe's hand, smiled and steered people aside again.

Rawlins came back to this scene and couldn't help but pause; the old lady hadn't been this close to anyone since Earlene's death.

Now she was actually holding Blythe's hand, and even smiling, a feeling that had really been missing for a long time.

Probably, the old lady also thought of Blythe as Earlene.

But the matter still depended on Blythe's willingness. He looked at Blythe, only to see that Blythe was very patient with the old lady, so he didn't say anything.

If he had a good relationship with Blythe, he would also have a good relationship with the JR Group and the future cooperation would be smoother. Besides, he felt that Blythe was just like that person. As the Rawlins' fiancée, Savanna arrived early, but it wasn't long before Blythe arrived too.

The old lady, who had been wilting, came to life and took Blythe's hand, leaving her no room to speak, and she was already a little uncomfortable.

When Rawlins returned, she greeted him with a quick, "You're back."

Rawlins nodded slightly, "It's been a long wait."

He then turned his attention back to Blythe and nodded at her.

Savanna's heart suddenly stuttered, Blythe was behind the JR Group, if she had any thoughts about Rawlins ...

No, she couldn't let this happen!

She stepped forward and looked at the old lady with a smile, "Grandma, I see that you and Blythe are as close as you can get, as if you are related by blood, I have a proposal for you." "Oh? What do you say?" The old lady was being coaxed by Blythe and looked at Savanna with amusement.

"If Blythe doesn't mind, why don't you adopt her as your granddaughter, so that Blythe can visit her more often?" Savanna laughed.

"Good idea." The old lady looked at Blythe with some anticipation, "Blythe, what do you think?"

For a moment, the eyes of the room were on Blythe again and she smiled coyly, "Of course, I think Grandma is very dear to me too!"

She called out sweetly, "Grandma!"

"Good, good girl!" The old lady's eyes curled in a smile and she looked at Blythe happily.

The latter turned her head back to Rawlins and Savanna, "Brother, sister-in-law."

The two men, with different thoughts, got the same result and both smiled at Blythe in a friendly manner.

Upon receiving the response, Blythe suddenly felt more content than she had ever felt before.

In the past, she would have dismissed this kind of affection, but since she had died once, she had missed it terribly.

Especially since Winston had somehow always been morbidly possessive of her lately, and this feeling of lifting up her eyes and eyes was suffocating her a little. Because of this acknowledgement, the home, which had always been cold, was warm for a long time.

The four of them finished the dinner in a happy manner.

...

It was late when Blythe returned to City J. She stopped the car in the courtyard.

She stopped the car in the courtyard and was relieved to see that the cottage had no lights on, thinking that Winston was not at home.

On the way back, she was both content and annoyed that Winston was not at home, saving her the trouble of having to explain more. With a "pop-" she switched on the light.

It was a shock to see someone sitting on the sofa in the living room, Blythe was taken aback, but quickly responded that it was Winston. She frowned a little unpleasantly, "Why don't you turn on the light when you're home?"

Winston bullied his way up and controlled Blythe directly between the entranceway and himself, frowning at her, "Where have you been?" Sure enough ...

The feeling of oppression made Blythe frown in displeasure but not in anger, "To the Bartram family."

"What were you doing there?" Winston asked again.

"The old lady asked me to dinner." Blythe replied patiently.

Alarm bells went off in Winston's mind when he heard about the Bartram family, Rawlins had his heart set on her, others didn't know, but he did. This late in the evening, going to his house for dinner?

His voice instantly turned a little cold, "And then what, what was done, was Rawlins there?"

Blythe was impatient, but answered his questions one by one, knowing that now was not the time to fall out with Winston.

Seeing her frown, Winston knew that the young lady was probably angry, and he didn't dare press the issue any further.

He softened his voice instantly, "Blythe, don't get me wrong, you should know how much I care for you."

"I know." Blythe's voice softened as well.

Seeing Blythe behaving like a cat whose fur had been smoothed out, Winston couldn't help but feel a little emotional and couldn't help but kiss Blythe's delicate lips. Blythe did not resist in the slightest and responded in kind.

"Good girl." As the kiss ended, Winston's voice was slightly muffled as he reached out to touch the top of Blythe's head and smiled, "As a reward for your recent obedience, I'll give you something." With those words, Winston pulled Blythe into the living room and pulled out a small bottle containing a few white pills.

"This is for you."

He handed the item to Blythe.

Looking at the bottle, Blythe's brow furrowed slightly, originally she was well versed in medicine and subconsciously felt that it was not something good.

"What is this?" She asked, cocking her head.

"It's a good one, this stuff is guaranteed to turn into dementia after you take it." Winston smiled wickedly, "Since Hector is making you miserable, we can't make it easy for him either can we?"

"He's on tight guard, but against big moves like kidnapping. That little one, isn't he in kindergarten? Find a chance to mix that into his food and absolutely no one will know."

"I wonder how Hector would feel watching his bouncing child turn into a demented one who only drools and ahhhhs and screams blindly."

Blythe thought about the scene and the image came to her, she couldn't imagine what Hector's reaction would be, but that bitch Eloise would be crying her eyes out!

Her heart fluttered and she took the bottle of medicine straight away.

She, was going to make this family, worse than dead!