Flowers, Swords and France

"Don't worry about her. She is not someone who refuses to share. As I said, as long as you love her the most, it doesn't matter if you share some with others..."

When Mary approached Charles and asked in a blunt tone to share the same 'gift' as Laura, maybe because of the distance, her words sounded like a different kind of emotion to Charles, and his eardrums moved. The heart beats slightly. Even between the lips and tongue, there seemed to be lingering fragrance from the kiss between the two people just now.

Is this the truth or a lie? Is Fran really willing to tolerate her staying by my side?

These two friends hurt each other but also respect each other. They can go through fire and water with each other, but can they really share it to this extent?

Maybe it was true. Otherwise, why did she still get so close to Mary even though she already knew that there was an affair between the two people.

If you put it this way, even if it's true as Mary wishes, it wouldn't be considered betrayal...

As soon as such thoughts came to his mind, Charles felt that his consciousness became more blurred. He also hugged the other person, and the two of them became so intimate and tired of each other.

But at this time, the sound of the waves coming from the window and the chatter and laughter of the businessmen downstairs could be heard again, allowing him to maintain his last bit of sanity.

Why am I complaining and complaining, and then I end up lying with someone again?

"Mary, okay, okay, don't do this..." He hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Mary's waist, and then let her leave his body slightly. "That's it for today, we can't let others see the joke!"

"You... aren't you willing to listen to what I have to say?" After being pushed away, Mary was obviously a little disappointed and looked at Charles with tears in her eyes. "Do you just not care about me?"

"No, that's not what I meant - of course I don't mean that! I value you very much, and you hope that you can continue to stay with us as our friend in the future..." Charles shook his head quickly, "I just said, We can't do anything inappropriate in this place today... Let's go back to the beginning, otherwise we will really find something down below, and you don't want to hear rumors everywhere in a few days, right? "

"You...where are you thinking! I didn't say what I was doing here!" Mary's face blushed slightly, and then she held his hand tightly, "I just expressed my feelings and told you what I was thinking. That's it...well, please tell me now, do you really not take me seriously, or do you mean that you don't want to ignore me?"

"I have no such plan, you should be relieved now, right?" Seeing her pitiful look, Charles couldn't help but stroke the hair on the back of her head to calm her down, "Okay, okay Let’s just pretend we didn’t say anything today, right?”

"No, I can't!" Mary, uncharacteristically, looked at Charles stubbornly, "I...I can't stand this embarrassing state of ambiguity between anxiety and shame anymore. Tell me, or let me I see hope or show me despair, please!”

On the one hand, she was really anxious, for fear of being left behind others and forgotten; but on the other hand, she wanted to take this opportunity to finalize everything - she knew that her employer was not always so easy to talk to. .

Charles was a little embarrassed at first, but under Mary's gaze, he finally lowered his gaze, "Okay, I promise you, I will never abandon you."

"You still want to give me a child!" Mary still didn't let him go, insisting on her request, "Since Laura can have one, I want one too!"

"This...this is not something I can just give on my own..." Ciel replied awkwardly.

Although this answer was a bit ridiculous, Mary could still understand the underlying meaning.

"Don't worry, I'm very healthy. This will definitely not be a problem!" Although this situation was a bit weird, she immediately replied, "I can definitely have the smartest child, even smarter than you!"

Then, she herself felt that something was wrong with what she said, so she burst out laughing, and even Ciel couldn't help laughing.

"So, when are you going to give me a gift?" Mary asked again after laughing for a while. "It's not enough to drag it out day by day."

"Hmm..." Ciel didn't know how to answer, so he just responded vaguely.

"How about tonight?" Mary asked directly without giving him any room.

"Tonight?" Charles was startled and shook his head quickly, "I'm afraid not... I have to talk to the people sent by the British Prime Minister tonight."

"Then tomorrow night. You have nothing to do tomorrow night, right?" Mary looked at him with a look that said she would stop playing tricks on me. "I arranged your schedule. If you have any unexpected matters, If so, can you tell me now and let me rearrange it?”

Under her pressing pressure, Charles felt helpless. "Well, if nothing else."

"Then I will quietly look forward to tomorrow..." Mary smiled and closed her eyes slightly.

"You may not be able to achieve your goal in one day. This kind of thing depends on luck." Charles couldn't help but warned her.

"If one day doesn't work, just two days. If two days doesn't work, just three days. As long as you fulfill your promise, we will certainly be able to achieve our goal!" Mary blushed but said without hesitation, "There are always opportunities, right? "

"Hahahaha!" Charles finally couldn't help it and laughed. "Then let's try our luck..."

He has been working in Calais recently, and his schedule has been arranged for a few days, so he can use it to "try his luck" to kill time.

After receiving Charles' promise, Marie seemed to have used up all her courage, and she collapsed on Charles with a blushing face.

"You are really a cat, I can never guess what you are thinking." Charles smiled and continued to stroke her soft hair, as if he was really stroking a cat.

"But isn't this what you like?" Marie squinted her eyes slightly and murmured like a complaint. "If I don't lose my temper with you, you will forget me!"

"But it's not good to lose your temper all the time..." Charles sighed.

"Then why not lose your temper occasionally? Even cats have times when they bite people, right?" Marie put her hand on her cheek as she did in the past, and made a face that seemed to be scolding, "Meow!"

The original text is available at Six # 9 @Books/Bar!

After the two laughed for a while, the tense atmosphere between them finally relaxed. Charles breathed a sigh of relief and helped Mary back to her previous seat.

After such a commotion, the two did not know how to start the topic again, and the awkward silence lasted for a long time.

"Let's go eat? I'm afraid those people have been waiting for me for a long time." Charles looked at her tentatively. "I think they will prepare a sumptuous lunch for us."

"Okay, sir..." Mary nodded gently, as if she was embarrassed for her sudden outburst just now, "Let's go."

Charles walked to her very attentively as if he had been pardoned, and then reached out and held her hand, and the two walked out together.

In the living room on the first floor, the businessmen summoned by Charles today gathered here, chatting and laughing while eating lunch, using the seafood from Calais to dilute the shock they received today. When the Minister came out from upstairs holding his secretary's hand, everyone stopped eating respectfully, looked at the Minister, and waited for his instructions.

However, the Minister obviously did not want to disturb their meal, or he was also hungry, so he did not speak at length, just said a few words of greeting and left the villa to eat in another prestigious restaurant in the city - after all, he was spending public money, so of course he had to set the highest standards for his official trips.

These businessmen will stay here for a few days until a preliminary charter is formulated for the federation conceived by Charles and their own supervisory board is elected at the same time, but Charles is not interested in participating in it. Some of his subordinates who follow his will do such complicated things. He only needs to attend the farewell party for these businessmen a few days later.

Under everyone's gaze, Charles took Marie out of the villa. When passing by Conze, Marie gave him a barely perceptible smile, which was both a show-off and a demonstration. She told Conze in this way that she was the closest assistant to the Minister.

Conze understood what she meant. He also knew that because he had been quite disrespectful to her and Miss Treville when he was in England before, he had some bad impressions in their hearts, but he was not afraid, and just shrugged slightly at the other party.

Thanks to Charles' care, he now has a large amount of wealth and an identity that can lead a legitimate life in the future. He also knows that as long as he is loyal to the Minister, he will always have the opportunity to be reused.

After the Minister left, lunch resumed and everyone started chatting with each other again. Everyone present saw that the Minister and his beautiful secretary were quite intimate, but no one felt that there was anything wrong with it. At most, they just laughed and talked for a few words and it was over.

As businessmen, they were really used to the dissolute behavior of politicians. Even they themselves were dissolute in private. Such scenes were not worth talking about. After all, who among the dignitaries of the empire did not play like this? Even His Majesty the Emperor himself was also a playboy. It was not surprising that the Minister did something in private.

Charles had no way of knowing what they were thinking. Charles just took Marie to have lunch together, and admired the beautiful scenery of Calais Port on the seashore, and admired the looming outline of the island country across the narrow Strait of Dover.

Until that night, an uninvited guest came to the hotel where he was staying.

"Mr. Treville, it's a great honor to see you again!" James Summer, the Foreign Ministry official who was assigned to Charles when he visited the UK, greeted him warmly. (~^~)