Flowers, Swords and France

Seeing his wife crying so sadly, Charles' original anger couldn't help but fade away.

Charlotte's whine can really be called sincere. The deep feeling contained in it is almost like a burning flame. How can it not move people? Although he has done so many things to feel sorry for his wife in private, he is still not hard-hearted after all.

No matter what, she loved me, married me, and gave birth to a child... What could I not forgive her for? he thought to himself.

What's more, she is still pregnant with another of their flesh and blood, so how could anything go wrong?

"Stop crying, Charlotte..." He continued to comfort his wife, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the tears on her face. His movements were very gentle, for fear of causing his wife to be hurt again.

At this time, the servants had also rushed over, but when they saw the husband and wife like this, especially when they heard the wife crying so tragically, they were all stunned with shock. Madam has always been very strong in front of them. Although she rarely scolded them, she always had the aura to speak her mind. So everyone was shocked to see her crying like this today.

After being shocked, they felt even more uneasy, because it was already obvious that the husband and wife had a quarrel, and the quarrel was very fierce. They knew that this was definitely not something they should ask about, and it would definitely be better to know more. It will cause trouble.

So they all stayed where they were, neither daring to leave nor coming over, and the scene was very solemn.

"You all get out!" Fortunately, Charles relieved them of their predicament and waved his hand for them to leave.

Then, he carefully helped Charlotte stand up.

"Don't cry, Lolot." He carefully continued to comfort Charlotte.

"You are treating me like this, why don't you let me cry?" Charlotte's tears had become much smaller, but her voice was still choked, "I...I never thought that I would be treated like this by you. ...Treat it this way.”

"Okay, this is just what I said in anger." Charles could only continue to comfort the other party, "You don't have to take it seriously. We have been arguing for a long time today. Stop making people laugh. Let's go back and rest together."

"Does my request make you angry like this?" However, Charlotte's mood has not calmed down yet, "I also think about it from the perspective of the two of us... Isn't my father worthy of your trust? ?”

"Of course I trust him. Everything will be done as you say." Charles sighed, not wanting to argue with his wife on this issue anymore.

"No, you're still angry with me." Charlotte leaned against him, still shaking, as if she was about to fall down again. "If you are so angry, then what's the point of me forcing you to do this? It's just making you hate me... Charles, I'm really heartbroken, you won't listen to my arrangement even once... …”

She obviously thought about the past events again. Although the two of them were in love at that time, Charlotte found that every effort she made to transform Charles failed. The frustration and resentment almost caused the two of them to break off. The relationship was finally restored again.

Charles wanted to tell the difference, but when he thought of his wife's current state, he didn't want to say anything else.

Such a silent response is certainly not what Charlotte wants. She stubbornly wants to convince her husband, to make him understand her, and to be able to return to the intimacy she had in the past - otherwise, even if her husband follows the instructions against his will, She did it according to her will, so what's the point? That was never the result she wanted.

"Okay, I admit, these requirements make you a little embarrassed...but isn't this great? Dad deserves our trust, and he has so many people available, why should we waste it? What do you have to worry about? "I...the person I love most is you, I am your wife! How could I forget you and our children for the sake of my father?" Charlotte asked in a trembling voice, "Is it yours?" In your heart, you think Dilion and Leolan are more trustworthy? This is impossible!"

From Charlotte's point of view, this is indeed impossible. In fact, Charles also knows the principle of not being intimate.

But when Matilda and Mary were considered, the situation was completely different.

This was his promise to Mary and Matilda, and he didn't want to break it suddenly.

"Of course I don't think they are more trustworthy, but they have always served us. We shouldn't chill other people's hearts, right?" Charles asked Charlotte, "Because of your request, Dilie I have sent Count Weng to Spain, but can I always treat him like this? This is absolutely unreasonable. Don’t forget, he obeyed my will and generously gave up his position to me..."

"What about Mademoiselle de Leolan?" Charlotte stopped pestering her and asked another person, "We don't owe her anything, right? Then why can't we let her make way for my father?" ?”

"She came in to temporarily replace the daughter of Baron de Beauvain. She is just an agent." Of course, Charles couldn't tell his main reason, so he found a seemingly valid reason, "If I do this, It’s hard to explain to the Baron.”

Ciel's reasons seemed to be so high-sounding that Charlotte didn't know how to refute for a moment. She raised her hand and wiped her face, "But she is very annoying."

"This is not a reason why we should abandon a loyal follower." Charles replied immediately. "She may have some problems with your attitude - but there is no problem with her loyalty, and she has done a lot for grandpa. Recently, she has been working hard to better take over Miss de Beauvin's work, and hastily let her go. Wouldn't it be a waste of her talent if she left?"

"Let me rest..." Charlotte pointed to the chair, and Charles quickly helped her back to the place where she was sitting, and also helped up other fallen chairs.

Then she sat down and thought about something quietly.

"Since you want to protect her so much, well, I won't insist on letting her leave." After a while, Charlotte finally spoke, "According to your words, I won't waste her talents. Let her serve grandpa well... and serve dad by the way? "

"What do you mean?" Charles was a little surprised.

"Of course it doesn't mean what you think. It's enough for her to serve grandpa, but my father doesn't need it." Charlotte suddenly sneered, as if she was mocking Mary, "It's just that since she has served us for so long, She must have a lot of experience, let her be my father's deputy... Wouldn't this be the best of both worlds? My father is a duke, and he is your father-in-law. He has enough fame and confidence, who can question him? "

This is really the best of both worlds... After thinking about it carefully, Ciel thinks this is good.

No matter what, Duke Treville's name can dazzle people. Mary has always suffered from the fact that she has no easy-to-use signature. If she could use the Duke's signature at any time, she would surely be much more relaxed.

"Okay, if you insist, I agree to your arrangement." Finally, he sighed, "But I hope you won't have such a bad attitude towards her in the future. She is really a good person."

"I don't have anything good to say about her. Charles, I gave in, but it was only for you... I don't want to see you so angry..." Charlotte touched Charles's cheeks with her hands. , "You should be satisfied with this, right? You have been using my money all this time, and I have never cared about it, lest you don't spend it well enough... Could it be that with my long-standing support for you, even this Can’t get a single request?”

First, I made a strong request, and then reduced the asking price. Is this a concession? Ciel couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

Well, considering Charlotte's personality, this is indeed a rare concession.

"Then let's do it as you wish. I can arrange for her father to replace her, and then let her be his deputy. In addition, Charlotte, we have always been quarreling over some things. In the final analysis, it is you. You want me to do what you want... Some things I can do, but some things I find difficult to do, and some things I don't even want to think about." After a long silence, Ciel finally answered, "I think so. This argument is pointless and harmful."

"I just want to do something that is beneficial to both of us...it's just that you haven't been willing to listen to me." Charlotte's voice was choked again, "Okay, I don't want to say anything else. , The past is over after all. I was also a little surprised about Agnes, I didn’t expect that she took action directly... This was not my instruction. "

Based on her understanding of Charles, she certainly knew that the reason why Charles was so angry just now was because he remembered the past when Agnes beat Fran. So in order to prevent the two of them from completely falling out, she had to explain clearly. Relationship, "She just said she wanted to see the specific situation -"

"I think so." Ciel sighed. "In that case, why do you still have to arrange for Agnes to stay with her? Isn't this a disaster?"

Of course he knew Agnes's character. She had always regarded herself as an elder, and she didn't like Fran because of her blood. After understanding Fran's secret desires, she wanted to use her elder qualifications to teach this girl a lesson. Naughty child, that's why he behaved like that.

It is conceivable that if she learns more inside information next, she may be even more unable to hold back.

"This is the only request I have to insist on. In my opinion, Agnes is the most reliable person." However, Charlotte refused to give in on this issue. She raised her head and looked at Charles, " I know how evil and terrible she is, but I think someone has to restrain her if she is not evil. Thoughts, what should she worry about? Agnes is not a madman, and she will not punish her for no reason. And what should you worry about? Charles - don't you understand that she still doesn't understand? He is just a monster, and all he thinks about is how to violate God’s laws and turn the palace of ethics into ruins!”

This question left Ciel speechless for a moment, because in a sense, what Charlotte said was indeed right. There was indeed no one more persistent than her.

He was even more afraid to tell Charlotte that he had promised her - although that day was not now, it was not far away.

So he could only ponder.

"Besides, Aunt Agnes has been wandering outside for so long. Don't you think she should have a stable environment?" Charlotte asked Charles again, "I think we should consider a place for her to settle down. There's nothing wrong with letting her watch your sister, unless... you really have other ideas? "

"No, of course that's impossible." Charles shook his head quickly. He couldn't possibly tell the truth seriously. "But asking Agnes to spy on her directly... this is too embarrassing. I I don’t think anyone would accept such humiliation.”

"Okay, how about I take a step back and let her take care of me? Is this reasonable in name? I let my aunt stay with me, what's wrong? As for who to monitor, we just don't say it. "Charlotte looked up at Charles, her eyes full of hope, "Charlotte, what else can't you accept?"

Charles was really speechless now. When his wife was no longer domineering, but instead discussed with him in a calm manner and made concessions little by little, he found it really difficult to refuse at this time.

Is there any reason why Agnes should not be allowed to play for Charlotte?

Moreover, when the British knew that Agnes and Charlotte had committed crimes in the UK, it was indeed necessary for Agnes to live under the protection of the Treville family.

"Okay, since this is your request, that's okay." Finally, he nodded and agreed to his wife's request.

Although Charlotte only made nominal concessions, and the actual requirements and goals were basically achieved, the strange thing is that Ciel is in a much better mood now, and no longer feels the aggrievedness and frustration he had just now. anger.

Maybe this is because Charlotte is carefully taking care of his opinions instead of blindly forcing him to comply.

"Are you still angry?" Charlotte asked in a low voice.

"I'm not angry anymore." Charles could only sigh again, "Charlotte, I'm sorry."

"It's nothing." Charlotte shook her head, and her face seemed to be covered with a white light. "I just want to be a good wife. Who could have imagined that it would be so difficult?"

"I haven't been a good husband either..." Charles replied apologetically, "I'm really sorry. I was so angry just now. Okay, let's not talk about what happened just now. Let's go and rest. "

After speaking, he took his wife's hand.

"No, it's still early!" Charlotte smiled and shook her head, filled with joy that the two of them had repaired their old feud, "You have to finish the meal."

After finishing speaking, she picked up the porcelain spoon, took a spoonful of soup from the soup, and handed it to Charles.

"Open your mouth!"

Charles opened his mouth obediently, and the spoon was immediately inserted into his mouth.

"Oh, it's so delicious!" Charles said with joy.

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The soup was actually cold.

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The next day, Charles made an excuse to call Mary to him, and then told her in detail the whole story of yesterday's incident, as well as his helpless decision.

"I'm sorry, Mary... I didn't expect such an unexpected situation to happen." Charles looked at the other party apologetically, a little embarrassed to say, "But I can't help but consider the pressure from Madam... I'm really sorry."

He originally thought that Mary would be shocked, or at least question it, but to his surprise, Mary listened to his request with a very calm attitude.

"I see... I understand, sir." After listening, Mary nodded calmly, "Then I will do as you say. I will assist His Excellency the Duke with the same enthusiasm. Please rest assured."

"Thank you, Mary..." Charles finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt even more apologetic because of it, "I will make it up to you, no matter what it is."

"Don't be so serious, sir, this is what you gave me originally, and it's appropriate to take it back. I never thought I would always be so lucky - I just didn't expect it to be so soon." Mary smiled. He stood up, feeling both disappointed and open-minded, "Besides, sir, it's really not easy for you... Since you are already in such a difficult situation, how can I make it difficult for you again?"

"You are so right, Mary!" Charles sighed with great emotion. "It would be great if everyone were like you!"

In this way, Mary accepted Ciel's order with unexpected calmness. However, where Ciel could not see, her fingers were trembling, trembling with anger.

She was indeed angry because she had managed to get all this, but lost it because of Charlotte—because of this person she had never liked.

Although she knew it was only a temporary loss, she was still furious.

But only in this way, she becomes even less able to show that she cares about personal interests, because she knows that her miserable appearance will not be loved by anyone, and without her husband's love, she really has nothing.

So she accepted it with apparent ease.

But resentment was accumulating in her heart, and every smile she smiled was an accelerant to the resentment.

This anger needs an appropriate outlet.

"Sir, actually it doesn't matter to me. I was just a short-term odd-job worker, and it was appropriate to give it to your father-in-law. But what about you? Do you think this is the end of the matter?" Mary came to Charles' side and reminded him in a low voice.

"What do you mean?" Charles asked.

"Can't you see? Although the lady gave in, she still forced you to do what she wanted." Mary's tone was a little more mysterious, "Besides, she threatened you, and you had to submit, didn't you? Will this kind of threat be the last time?"

"She...she's not that kind of person." Charles shook his head.

"Of course the lady loves you sincerely, but this doesn't change the essence of the matter. The essence of the matter is that you are threatened by a blow you can't bear, so as soon as the lady proposed a breakup, you can only surrender..." Mary smiled slightly and analyzed Charles carefully, "Then what about in the future? If the lady continues to make other requests and then uses the breakup as a bet, will you still have to surrender? Of course, she will definitely still love you, but the price of love has always been high, isn't it?"

Charles pondered.

Marie's words, although they sounded a bit provocative, were indeed the truth.

He must not be threatened like this all the time. Three times is the limit.

Even if it is just for the sake of freedom of action, he must make similar preparations.

"Sir, with all due respect, you have to prevent Giverny from being paralyzed by a word from the lady... This is definitely a disaster that must be avoided." Seeing Charles was silent, Marie continued, "And I think you have such ability, you just don't want to take such precautions because you love her, but the fact proves that love is actually a chain..."

"Stop talking!" Charles interrupted her.

Marie stepped away with a smile on her face.

Then she bowed to Charles to say goodbye, her movements were smooth and natural, and she didn't look unnatural at all.

When she walked to the door of the room, she suddenly turned around and looked at Charles with a smile on her face, "Sir, do you remember what you promised me? I just ask you not to break your promise!"

Charles was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately.

"Goodbye!"

Then she left immediately.

As soon as she stepped out of the door, the smile on her face disappeared immediately, replaced by a terrible gloom, and a black air that seemed to linger around her.

She was angry and resentful. This anger and resentment became even more intense because she had to suppress herself in front of Charles.

She had never believed in Charlotte. She just thought that she was lucky and blessed by God, and then she was lucky to have all this - and it was what she envied the most.

This domineering woman actually wanted to destroy her efforts with a few words, and what was even more hateful was that she almost succeeded.

When she thought of this, she could hardly suppress her anger.

But besides her anger, she did not lose her mind. It can even be said that she was more sober than at any time, enough to think things through.

Humph, the Duke of Treville? What the hell is that! Even if he is on top of me, what can he do? I can still do my own thing - no, it's even easier! Anyway, there is someone who can take the blame for me in the future.

And, there is that Agnes...

When Mary thought that she had beaten her friend before, she couldn't help but hate it. She held her hand.

Yes, Fran is here again, and we are together this time.

No matter in the past or now, she absolutely does not believe that there is anyone that they cannot deal with when they join forces.

Moreover, they will have enough resources to act in the future.

"Agnes?" She gritted her teeth, and then suddenly showed that kind of spring breeze smile again, "Just wait for me."