Love Comes To Me

The ballroom was buzzing with young celebrities who were keen to find their true love at the party.

I don't expect to be as good as the Rogers family, but at least I want to love my wife.

Considering Aisly's pregnancy, Eloise took the two guys to sit with her as she took a small piece of cut cake and fed it to Sweety. Solomon very sensibly held a fruit plate to Aisly, looking like a little adult and understanding, "Auntie, have some fruit."

"My mummy would eat lots and lots of fruit when she was pregnant with her sister, and then she gave Solomon a lovely sister!" "Our Solomon is so understanding, Auntie thank you!"

Aisly was beaming, taking the fruit plate and pulling Solomon into her arms in the process.

Who doesn't love a good, well behaved child? Not to mention the fact that Solomon is so cute.

Hector's mother chattered with the noblewomen for a while before she couldn't resist coming over to play with her precious grandchildren. The banquet proceeded to the most lively and indispensable part of the event.

Many of the young men and women who have developed some feelings for each other have stood together in pairs.

The two Hector brothers, who would come into the ballroom, still caught the eye of many wistful celebrities.

Both wearing black high-fashion suits, with handsome features and upright bodies, they were easily the centre of attention.

At the sight of his own daughter-in-law, his eyes were suddenly so gentle that he could drown.

The young celebrities in the audience were watching in awe, wishing they were Eloise or Aisly.

"Wife!"

Rupert strides over to Aisly and takes the fruit tray from her, then picks up one of the lychees and peels it open to reveal the white flesh inside. The nature of a wife slave is evident.

Hector walked up to Eloise with a soft face and gracefully extended his right hand to her, his voice warm like the warmth of the early winter sun, "Miss Eloise, would I have that pleasure of asking you for a dance?" Eloise smiled broadly and placed her small hand in his broad palm, whirling up, "If you're not afraid of getting my foot in the door, then of course I'm happy to."

With a smile in his eyes, Hector led Eloise to the centre of the ballroom.

At the same time, lively classical music played and bright beams of light fell on the pair as if to cast a glow over them.

Hector took Eloise's hand in one hand and rested one on her waist as he lowered his head to stare at her intently, his dark eyes doting.

With him looking at her in such a doting way, Eloise's pale face flushes like a ripe fruit waiting to be picked.

The two figures overlapped, stepping to the beat of the music, looking like a beautiful painting.

Those present were filled with envy.

Now that's a true match made for each other!

After the song, the applause was thunderous and Hector began to entertain the guests.

Eloise saw that the two children were with Hector's mother and didn't need to be bothered, so she followed him to entertain the guests.

After a few laps, Eloise was a little tired from accompanying Hector back and forth.

Noticing the small movement of his daughter-in-law rubbing her eyes beside him, Hector was instantly distressed.

"Eloise, go."

After a few polite explanations with the guests around him, Hector led Eloise straight to Hector's mother.

Solomon was yawning and sleepy, Sweety was tired of playing and was sleeping soundly on Hector's mother's shoulder.

"Mum, I'll take Sweety to her room and go to bed, why don't you have an early night too?"

Eloise gently lifted Sweety out of Hector's mother's arms and, after a quick admonition, headed for the first floor bedroom alongside Hector, who was also picking up Solomon. Placing the two little ones back on their respective beds, Hector took Eloise straight into his arms.

"Eloise, it's been a hard night for you."

Looking at the tiredness in his eyes, Hector's heart grows fonder and fonder.

"I'll be fine, just go back to the ballroom and entertain the guests, don't tire Mum out."

Eloise lets Hector hold her, looks up at him and raises her hand to caress his cheek. on his cheek.

He was the one who had to work the hardest, and she would have liked to stay with him until the party was over if she could.

After the two of them had warmed up for a while, Hector went downstairs and went back to the ballroom.

But Solomon did not fall asleep immediately.

He was glued to Eloise's side until she finished telling two fairy tales and then drifted off to sleep.

Eloise went back to her bedroom and took a hot shower to dispel her exhaustion before lying back in bed.

It was very late when the party ended.

Eloise puts down her magazine and rises to meet the door.

Hector came in drunk and a little wobbly on his feet.

"Why have you been drinking so much?"

Helpless and distressed, Eloise held him up and led him inside.

"Inviting and entertaining guests, so I had a few more drinks."

Hector was helped to sit on the edge of the bed and answered her vaguely in an unexpectedly cute way.

The usually domineering president, suddenly so cute, pokes Eloise right in the softest of hearts.

"Just sit here and don't move, I'll get you some water and wipe you down."

Eloise admonishes Hector in a soft voice and turns to fetch a basin of water with deft hands and feet.

She had just put the basin down when Hector's large hand gripped her at the wrist.

With a gentle tug, he brought her into his arms and rolled over, crushing the woman in his arms beneath him.

The ambiguous position caused Eloise to blush instantly, his breath, tinged with the slightest hint of alcohol, spraying across her nostrils. The smoke made her feel like she was about to get drunk.

"Hector ..."

Hector's eyes drifted a little and he looked down to plug the slightly lifted red lips directly in his line of vision.

The strong smell of wine filled his nose, with the crisp, familiar scent of his body.

It really made her a little drunk to follow.

"Eloise, Eloise."

Hector whispered her name, his voice hoarse and sexual. Sensual as hell.

Eloise could not resist his semi-pampering call and, overcome with love, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

A room of charm. Charming.

After an unknown amount of time, Hector finally lay down beside Eloise and fell into a deep sleep.

Eloise propped up her little body, which was a little sore from Hector's torment, and went to the bathroom to pour a fresh basin of hot water. Carefully wipe every part of Hector's body. skin.

Eloise scrutinised the sleeping Hector, her heart feeling as if it was stuffed full with something.

After watching for a while, she fished out Hector's pyjamas from the wardrobe and gently changed him into them.

Even if a drunk person is not easily woken up, she can't spare that much force.

Eloise is sleepy and can hardly keep her eyes open after a long day of tossing and turning.

She offered to lie into Hector's arms, then lifted her head and kissed his delicately defined jaw.

"Good night."

After whispering a good night, Eloise wrapped her arms around Hector's waist and it wasn't long before she fell into a deep sleep.