Love Comes To Me

"Condolence."

Officer Natal patted Rawlins shoulder and a sigh burst from his lips. "It's hard for us too when something like this happens."

The case was in its final stages when the inmate died suddenly, and everyone on the case was confused.

It had happened so suddenly and there was a hint of something suspicious.

The most important thing now was to get to the bottom of Earlene's death immediately.

But would the Rawlins agree?

Officer Natal hesitated before speaking timidly, "To give you and the public an explanation, we need to find out the cause of death."

"The doctor didn't check?" Rawlins gave him a sidelong, suspicious look.

"No. So..." Officer Natal paused, "the doctor wants to dissect the body ..."

"Autopsy!" Rawlins' eyes widened, "Are you people crazy, how dare you want to dissect?"

"Mr. Rawlins, calm down for a moment, don't you want to know the real cause of your sister's death?"

Rawlins clenched his fists, "If it takes an autopsy to find out how she died, I'd rather not know."

His Earlene had had enough aggravation living, was she going to die without even a modicum of decency?

"But then there's no way we cops are going to answer to the public. So I hope you'll reconsider."

Rawlins snorted coldly and looked at Officer Natal with an increasingly icy stare, "Your police are also responsible for her dying here for no reason." Officer Natal looked at him.

There was silence all around.

Half a minute later, Officer Natal sighed heavily, "I respect your decision. You may pick up the body."

"Thank you." Rawlins leaned toward him, picked Earlene up at once and headed outside.

It was sunny outside, but his Earlene he would never see again.

On the way back, he would occasionally glance over at Earlene lying in the back seat and always had the illusion that she appeared to be simply asleep. It was as if the next minute she would sit up and scold him severely.

Cursing him for being useless, for not getting her out of there and for costing her life.

Regret washed over him like a wave, and if he could do it all over again, he would have done everything he could to get her out of there.

But it was too late now.

"I'm sorry."

Rawlins said, his voice cracking.

...

Earlene's death was always unsettling.

Something vaguely unsettled Mark, but he couldn't figure out what was going on.

When the police informed him that Rawlins had claimed the body and taken it home.

His heart sank.

Rawlins had taken the body home, which meant the case was closed.

And the cause of Earlene's death was a complete mystery.

"Are you still thinking about Earlene?" Paulina entered the study with milk in her hand and noticed at a glance that Mark's face was stony.

Marcos watched her approach, her thin lips pursed in a straight line, without speaking.

"Have some milk." Paulina placed the milk on the desk and the corner of her mouth curved, "Now that the man is dead, it's time for us to get on with our lives." Marcos was silent for a few seconds before speaking, "Hmm."

Despite the Bartram family's intention to keep the news of Earlene's death a secret, the news broke.

Nearly every media outlet picked up the story.

Mr. Juan and Mrs. Gloria also knew about it.

After reading the news, Mr. Juan and Mrs. Gloria kept silent.

Only after a long while, Mrs. Gloria spoke up and asked, "It's not someone with the same name, is it?".

"No." Mr. Juan shook his head, "The Bartram family in Kyoto, what other Bartram family is there but that one?"

"How can that be?" Mrs. Gloria could not believe that the Earlene woman had died like that.

Even, remembering the arrogant way Earlene had run into the house.

Thinking about this, Mrs. Gloria sighed heavily, "A fine princess, to be reduced to such a state."

Despite her dislike for Earlene, Mrs. Gloria was still somewhat sad at heart.

After all, she had thought that after this lesson, when her sentence was over, Earlene could have a good life again when she got out.

"This should be called a wicked man getting what he deserved." Mr. Juan threw his arm around her shoulder and sighed as well.

...

Meanwhile, Grandma Bartram woke up.

She was immediately thrilled at the thought that her granddaughter was no longer alive.

"Oh, my Earlene ...," she cried, her heart wrenching.

"Take it easy, old lady, or your body won't be able to take it."

Seeing this, the doctor hastened to advise her.

But the old woman did not listen at all: "My granddaughter is dead, I don't want to live either ...."

She beat her chest hard.

Each of them was so loud that it frightened the doctor.

"Quick, contact Sister Rawlins."

The nurse turned and was about to leave to make the call, just in time to run into Rawlins at the door. "Mr. Rawlins, the old lady who ..."

Rawlins held up his hand, indicating to him that he didn't need to say anything.

He had heard the old woman's screams from a distance and knew, without needing to say it, what was going on. Entering the room, he said to the doctor, "Step outside for a moment and let me speak to my grandmother alone." "You must persuade the old lady well." The doctor admonished him.

Rawlins nodded, "All right."

When the doctor had left, Rawlins spoke, "Grandma, Earlene has come home."

At that moment, the crying abruptly stopped, and the old woman looked up and asked, "Earlene is home?"

"Well, I brought her home."

A soft word caused the old woman to become emotional again, she lifted the sheets and prepared to get out of bed, "I want to see my precious granddaughter again ..."

Rawlins was quick to stop her, "Grandma, Earlene sure doesn't want to see you like this."

The old lady nodded at that, "Yes, I can't let Earlene see me like this."

With that, she hurried to straighten her hair and clothes, then wiped away her tears.

"How do I look now, does it look bad?" The old woman asked Rawlins.

"No."

"Then take me home quickly."

"Grandma, Earlene is gone." Rawlins was afraid he would faint again if he saw the dead Earlene again, so he told her first.

"She's gone? Where is she going?" the old woman asked, puzzled.

She automatically forgot that Earlene was dead.

Rawlins felt a large stone pressed against her chest, blocking her uncomfortably.

She took a deep breath, "Grandma, I've asked the housekeeper to prepare the funeral, let's give Earlene a proper send-off."

The old woman was quiet for a moment, then suddenly lost her voice again.

"My Earlene ..."

"Grandma." Rawlins rushed to embrace her and threw her head back, tears in her eyes.

"Earlene is gone, Earlene is gone..." Grandma Bartram cried, her sobs suddenly ceasing.

"The Leoz family! It's all because of The Leoz Family, they forced Earlene to die," she grabbed Rawlins by the lapels of his coat, her eyes red-rimmed as she glared at him, "You must let The Leoz Family bury your sister!" "Grandma, the most important thing now is to let Earlene go well. As for this revenge ..."

Rawlins also had anger and hatred in her eyes, Grandma was right, it was The Leoz family who had forced Earlene to die.

So, she would never let The Leoz family go!