Love Comes To Me
Chapter 659: Do you really think he won't be jealous?

His voice was low, "Let me hold it, I won't do anything."

Eloise pursed her lips, her raised hand eventually dropping.

Forget it, let him hold it.

Meanwhile, in another ward, an old man and a young man were still talking.

The conversation was extremely enjoyable even though they were obviously not on the same channel.

Rowson was distracted and kept looking at the door, the water was ready in a few minutes, what was taking Eloise so long to get there? It's impossible to get lost in a hospital.

After sitting for a while, he got a bit tired of waiting and got up and said to Mrs Darlington, "Mum, I'm going out to make a phone call."

Mrs Darlington glanced at him with a smile and a look of understanding in her eyes.

This son of hers, when he goes out to find a daughter-in-law, he has to find an excuse.

Can't she see it? Those eyes are almost looking a hole through the door.

"Fine, go ahead, you've got Sweety with me." Mrs Darlington said with deliberate disgust.

Rowson exited the ward and went to the water fetching area and searched for Eloise, who was nowhere to be seen.

The mind wonders where it has gone if it is not here.

He watched slowly along the road as two nurses chatted in front of him.

"That's a good-looking kid, what a shame it would be if this couldn't be saved."

"Yeah, I heard that the family is also very rich, like the young prince of that JS group or something, rich people are busy, they don't even have time to look at their kids." "No...."

Rowson's brow furrowed slightly at the name of the Rogers family of companies.

Walking up quickly, he opened his mouth and asked, "What are you talking about?"

The little nurses already knew Rowson as he was often at the office looking after his mother.

He was so tall and handsome that the little nurse blushed at the sight of him, so she couldn't speak.

Seeing their philistine looks, Rowson was a little annoyed and asked again.

It was the one on the right who said, "It's just that there was a child who had a car accident, quite young and looked a bit sad." "Whose child did you say it was?"

The two nurses looked at each other and wondered why Mr. Rowson was still inquiring about this.

But when they are asked, they naturally answer.

"I hear it's the youngest son of the Rogers Group, just the son of Mr Hector who's always in the financial papers."

Rowson was slightly stunned that Hector had only one son, and that was undoubtedly Solomon.

But wasn't Hector good to Solomon, so how could he be so negligent that something like this happened?

"Okay, got it, thank you."

Rowson thanked him and turned to leave, knowing in his heart that Eloise had heard the news and had gone to see Solomon.

Solomon relies heavily on Eloise and Eloise loves him.

In that case, he didn't need to be jealous of a child, but the adults behind the child were not so sure.

But after all, human lives are at stake now, and it's not the time to get emotional.

Rowson hesitated and didn't go to see the man; he was bound to run into Hector when he got there and he didn't want to see the man just yet. Immediately afterwards Rowson returned to the ward empty-handed.

Sweety's little chatterbox is still chattering away, and I don't know how she can have so much to say for a small child.

Mrs Darlington glanced behind him, didn't see Eloise and wondered, "Where's Eloise, didn't you go looking for someone, why are you still back alone?" Rowson: "..."

So his mother actually knew about it, no wonder she was laughing so meaningfully.

What excuse did he bother making, he could have just said he was coming out to Eloise.

Rowson didn't look too good and said simply, "She's gone to see Solomon."

Hearing the word Solomon, Mrs Darlington was puzzled, "Solomon? Well, just the boy, what happened to him?"

"I heard something had happened."

Sweety hadn't been interested in the two men's conversation, but caught Solomon's name and swished her head up. Anxiously, he said, "Daddy, what did you say?"

Looking at Sweety's worried face, Rowson secretly cringed, forgetting that Sweety was still there.

She's close to Solomon, so don't scare her.

He explained to her in as gentle a tone as he could, "Daddy said that his brother was sick and was in the hospital." "What's wrong with being sick, do you have to fight this water like Grandma?" Sweety asked with wide, terrified eyes. Rowson said vaguely, "Well, it's going to be a fight."

"Then he must be in so much pain, I'm going to see my brother."

Sweety slid out of bed at once, almost crying in her anxiety.

Rowson hugged him and helped her put on her shoes.

Mrs Darlington also said at this point, "Sweety, didn't you say you were going to stay with Grandma, why, are you leaving so soon?" Sweety said glutinously to Mrs Darlington, "Grandma, I'm going out to check on my brother and I'll be back later to talk to you, okay?" Mrs Darlington's heart melted at the sight of her little face, so how could she resist?

Only to respond, "Hey well what about it, I'll wait for my SweetySolomonbe to return."

Sweety felt that she had been greeted and couldn't wait to take Rowson's hand, raising her little face, "Daddy, let's go and see brother."

"Sweety," Rowson thought for a moment and took Sweety's hand, saying patiently, "You might not see your brother if you go now, so let's not go and wait until he comes out, okay?" "Why can't I see my brother?" Sweety asked, cocking her head.

Looking at his daughter's confused face, Rowson was a little unsure how to explain to her and coughed, "Anyway, brother needs to rest now and Sweety will disturb him if she goes." "No, I'll be quiet and not disturb my brother, daddy take me quickly." Sweety took Rowson's hand and began to play hard to get.

She was so frustrated that Sweety was about to lose her golden beans if she continued.

Rowson finally had to take her to Solomon.

An enquiry was made all the way over and we soon arrived at the entrance to the operating theatre.

"Daddy!"

As soon as Sweety saw Hector, she screamed and ran over to him on short legs.

Looking at Sweety's delighted face, Rowson felt a sour taste in his mouth.

This little girl is really, always calling others daddy in front of him, really think he won't be jealous.

Hector hadn't seen Sweety for some time either and upon seeing the little girl, he opened his arms and took the person in his arms, tightly, his cold face melting a little.

Probably sensing the sullen aura on Hector, Sweety didn't speak, just reached out with both chubby arms and wrapped them around Hector's neck.

The little face nuzzled into the nook of Hector's neck, rubbing against it every now and then in silent comfort.

Hector was somewhat comforted by the thoughtfulness of the little one.

Eloise, on the other hand, shed a silent tear.

If Solomon can't be saved, what will Sweety do?

Can she take it when these two children are so good?

It was the first time that she felt that fate was so cruel.

If she could, she really didn't want to tell Sweety that Brother Solomon was still lying in there.

The lights in the operating theatre were still on and Eloise took one of Sweety's hands in a heartbreaking way, afraid to speak for fear that if she did, tears would fall from her eyes.

The atmosphere between the three men was such that no one could intervene, as if they were the family.

The image struck a chord in Rowson's heart.

Seeing that none of them had the time to mind their own business, he smiled to himself and spoke up to explain, "When I heard that Solomon had been in a car accident, this little girl insisted on coming over to see her brother, so I couldn't persuade her, so I brought him over."