Lovely Baby Came to Me

Since Layla had said so, Eloise had no reason to refuse again, and she had no choice but to go back.

After completing the mission successfully, Layla reported the news to Rupert, who received it and went to Hector's office to inform him.

"Hector, Eloise has gone back to rest."

"Ok." Hector nodded and responded faintly.

"Aren't you going back to rest?"

About what happened yesterday, Rupert had all heard from Jensen.

"No need."

With that, Hector continued to look down and work on the documents in his hands.

Rupert shook his head helplessly, it seemed that Hector had been guarding Eloise at the entrance of the hospital all night long! The two of them probably didn't see each other, and if this kept up, how long would it take for them to reconcile.

Eloise went home and slept until the afternoon. After a simple lunch, she got up and started working. Since Solomon's birthday was around the corner, she had to finish the project as soon as possible.

The busy time passed quickly until the doorbell rang outside in the evening.

When Eloise opened the door, Solomon was standing in the doorway, wearing a casual outfit. He had a smile on his face and looked cute as a button. He spoke sweetly in greeting, "Miss Eloise." Solomon greeted while waddling in, a bag of fruit vaguely visible in his hand.

Eloise was stunned and spoke with a smile, "Solomon, why do you even bring the fruit?

Solomon blinked and said, "Mr. Driver said it's not good to keep bothering Miss Eloise, and I've to give a gift, so I bought some fruit over."

Looking at Solomon with a little adult look, Eloise couldn't help but smiled, squatting down and pinching his cheeks.

"You didn't bother me at all, I'm glad to see you, don't bring me gifts in the future."

Solomon said cheerfully, "I'm even happier to see Miss Eloise."

Eloise stroked his head and got up with a smile.

"I'll go ahead and prepare dinner, and you can play in the living room for a while."

"No, no, no, I want to help you, I want to wash the fruit for you."

With that, Solomon carried the fruit and waddled into the kitchen.

The smile in Eloise's eyes became more obvious.

In the kitchen, Solomon washed the fruit and helped Eloise wash the vegetables, very diligently.

Half an hour later, the meal was ready. Eloise and Solomon sat at the table and had their dinner in a rather harmonious atmosphere.

In contrast to the liveliness upstairs, the Maybach downstairs was quiet.

The so-called Mr. Driver...Hector was currently sitting expressionlessly in the driver's seat, looking at the lights upstairs, tapping his fingers unconsciously on the steering wheel, sighing, and his heart full of imbalance.

His son had food to eat, but he didn't.

They both had the last name Rogers, but they were treated so differently.

Alas...

After Solomon finished eating, Eloise made some more pastries and put them on the table.

"Miss Eloise, I've had my fill, can I take these pastries back for a midnight snack?"

Eloise smiled, naturally not refusing Solomon.

"Sure, but remember to ask the butler to warm it up before you eat it later."

Solomon nodded obediently as Eloise packed the pastries.

"Then Miss Eloise, I'm off and will see you tomorrow."

Eloise couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, thinking why Solomon was in such a hurry today, not only did he eat much faster, but now he was talking about leaving. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but ask, "Solomon, why are you in such a hurry to leave today? Is there something urgent?"

Solomon wrapped his arm around Eloise, "Is Miss Eloise sad to part with me? Neither do I. But Mr. Driver is still waiting downstairs, and I can't keep him waiting too long." Solomon thought to himself, 'I'd better not ask Daddy to send me over later so I can stay with Miss Eloise for a while longer.'

"I see! Our Solomon is such a good boy." Eloise couldn't help but smile, "Let's go then, I'll walk you down."

At these words, Solomon let go of Eloise.

"It's ok, Miss Eloise, I'll just go downstairs by myself."

Speaking of which, Solomon had taken the pastries.

"Miss Eloise, get an early night and remember to miss me, bye!"

Solomon waved his hand and bounced away.

"Slow down!"

Eloise laughed helplessly, but because she was uneasy about Solomon, she had to come out onto the balcony and watch him leave.

At the ground floor, Hector got out of the car and opened the door for Solomon.

Eloise's heart skipped a beat and after double checking a few times, she was sure the man was Hector.

Was Solomon's so-called Mr. Driver him?

For a moment, Eloise only felt incredulous.

No wonder Solomon came with fruit and left in a hurry. Had he been waiting downstairs? Did he eat?

Eloise gritted her teeth, and for some reason, her heart, which hadn't had any ripples for many days, began to ripple again. She dared not look any further and hastily hid herself away.

A variety of mixed emotions came to mind, leaning against the wall, Eloise's mood could not be calmed down for a long time.

In the car, Solomon handed the pastries to Hector.

"Daddy, Miss Eloise made these herself. They're delicious."

Hector's mood was finally comforted as he stroked Solomon's head

"I don't love you in vain, and you know take it back as a present to me."

"That's what I must do, and I will be more filial to you if you bring me to Miss Eloise every day."

The corners of Hector's mouth twitched, Solomon meant to let him be a driver every day!

He put the pastries aside, helped Solomon fasten his seat belt, and started the car to leave.

When they returned to the villa, Rupert was sitting on the sofa playing a game, and his glance landed subconsciously on Hector and Solomon.

"Hector, where did you and Solomon go to dinner without taking me with you?" The abandoned Rupert said pitifully.

The phone screen flashed and the character role in the game died.

Rupert tossed his phone aside and glanced at the pastries in Hector's hand instantly.

"Hey! Hector, you brought these pastries back for me, right?"

Great, he knew Hector wouldn't forget him as his own brother.

However, before Rupert could rejoice for two seconds, he heard Hector say coolly, "If you want to eat, go buy it yourself." Rupert was rendered speechless.

While Hector had already walked upstairs with the pastries.

"Hector, why are you so stingy, does anyone treat their brother like you do? You can't even spare a piece of pastry for me." Solomon snickered, "Mr. Rogers, those are Miss Eloise's handmade pastries, do you think Daddy would give them to you?" Rupert rolled his eyes speechlessly, no wonder. Eh, something was not right...

"You went to Eloise's house for dinner?"

"Yes!" Solomon nodded.

Rupert asked excitedly, "Did your father meet with your Miss Eloise? How are they doing? Did they make up?"

Solomon shook his head and gave a heartache glance at Hector's back, "No, Daddy is waiting in the car, he hasn't seen Miss Eloise." Once again, Rupert was rendered speechless.