[Titanic] Harbor

Erica put her textbooks in the school locker, she can't go on a date with a big book.

When she walked to Green's car, Erica smiled apologetically at Green: "I was in class just now, so I couldn't come out on time."

——It's a very polite sentence, and I can't find anything wrong with it.After all, the Privy Councilor couldn't accuse Erica of chatting with her deskmate during class, that would be too much of an issue.

"Please get in the car." Green paused for a long time before saying a word.

Erica got into the car and the driver started the car.

"Mr. Green, I thought you'd be busy with that mess in New York." Didn't you come back a little too early?

"I have some things to deal with here." Green replied a little stiffly.The distance between him and Erica is surprisingly close, and they are still in a cramped space, and each other's breathing can be clearly heard.

Both of them didn't speak for a long time.The atmosphere became very awkward.

"Miss Erica..." The driver couldn't stand it any longer.It was still the same reason as before. In order to make his boss feel better, the old driver stepped forward at this moment and contributed to ease the atmosphere.

Erica was overjoyed to have someone to talk to her at this time.

"Do you usually read newspapers?"

"Let's read some. The elders in my family are more relaxed about this." Erica leaned forward slightly, and answered the driver's words.

"Reading newspapers is indeed a good habit. I wonder if you have paid attention to the last page of the newspaper?"

The old driver drove very smoothly, and he was able to handle two purposes with ease.

The last page of the newspaper is the entertainment section, and Erica must read this page regularly. "Of course, this is also a good pastime."

"Miss Erica, I'm not bragging, I'm also..." the old driver got excited, and was very happy to talk to Erica about the novel he contributed, and he also knew the publishing house's information very well.Erica listened to some little secrets with great interest.

"I didn't even know that my driver had so many hobbies. It seems that being a driver here is really wronged, Mr. Green." Listening to the chat between the two, Green was talking about the entertainment section, which has strict rules for daily life. , Mr. Green, who never reads gossip news, is a completely unfamiliar field.

"If your employees have any hobbies, I don't think there is any need to deny them." Erica and the driver both restrained their smiles during the chat.One is concentrating on driving, while the other is sitting upright solemnly.

Their performance made Green feel like a big villain who couldn't see others being happy.

"I think his hobbies are still acceptable." The Privy Councilor said a rare show of weakness, but his tone was a bit tough, which sounded a bit unpleasant.

Erica didn't care what Green said.She also didn't know what to say to Green at all.

She cast her eyes out of the window, then turned to Green and asked, "Is it there yet? I remember you were talking about this store."

Green nodded awkwardly. The driver couldn't follow him anyway. He would always have a chance to communicate with Erica.Green thought darkly.

Green's car stopped in front of a very nice restaurant.At noon, not many people come to this place to eat, so the environment is relatively quiet.

When Erica stood at the door of the restaurant, she just thought that there might be very few customers inside, but after she walked in, she began to wonder whether Green had booked the restaurant.

There was silence in the entire restaurant, and the playing band was ready in a corner of the restaurant, while Green and the others were a little far away from the point of playing.Music can be enjoyed at a distance, but the privacy of the conversation between the two is guaranteed.

"I'm really flattered." Erica walked into this high-end restaurant.

The waiter quietly orders.

Steak, house wine, Yorkshire pudding.Erica didn't look at the menu. In fact, she didn't think eating was the focus of the day. She really wanted to find out what Green was thinking.

"The ice cream here is also good. Do you want to have one at the end?" Green snatched the waiter's job and wanted to swipe his favorability in front of Erica.

"No need." Erica smiled politely.

She listened to Green casually ordering food, and then the violinist struck the bowstring.

"You don't have to be so nervous." Green opened his mouth, "We can chat casually."

"In this case, I think you should tell me why you came here. I was a little surprised to receive your invitation suddenly." Erica relaxed a little and said straight to the point.

"I thought we were already familiar with each other. You were so helpful to me before. Is there any reason to invite you out for a meal?"

"Is that all?" Erica smiled.

"Maybe there are other reasons. As long as you think, that's it." The Privy Councilor will not let himself be in a passive situation forever.Although he was a little slow about love, but now, he is also aware of Erica's guard against him.

"I think a simple reason is enough." Erica poured herself a glass of table wine, and she took a sip. "Life back in London is not as bad as I thought. I think I should too." There is a new beginning."

"That's good."

"Of course, the premise is that you don't rush to collect debts in such a hurry." Erica made a joke.She didn't want to feel good about thinking that Green was after her once, and the past two failures had already embarrassed her very much.

Love is her grave.

"Erica!" Green's voice rose slightly.His voice was smoother and deeper than a violin.It sounds a hundred times sweeter than table wine.

Erica thinks that she has never been a person who judges people by their appearance. She usually judges a person's good or bad by their voice.Green just happens to sound and look good.

"I like you."

——Green's words caught Erica off guard.

When Erica reacted from his voice.Her eyes stopped on the roses on the table.A bouquet of red roses quietly bloomed, which can be regarded as a hint of Green's intentions.

She should be more confident.

Erica stroked her forehead in frustration, "Mr. Green, I can pretend that you haven't said anything. I assume you don't want to make fun of a single lady who just got divorced."

"I'm serious."

"Then maybe you can tell me that you were serious about rejecting me twice before!"

"I just couldn't figure it out at the time."

"Then I should have the right to refuse now." Erica said to Green with a half-smile.

"Of course, but I reserve the right to appeal." Green said with rare humor.But that didn't temper the mood.

Erica shrugged.This pose is not very elegant.And before she spoke, she looked Green over and over again.Privy Councilors dress relatively casually today.He didn't want to make Erica too nervous, so he wore a shirt and suit combination.

This is a change, but it should be over here.

Erica looked into Green's eyes seriously.This is the second time she looked into Green's eyes so seriously.Her icy blue pupils were originally beautiful, but as her words came out, Green felt a chill.

"Strictly speaking, we don't owe each other anything. I saved you once on deck and proved it once in court. And you let me borrow a telegraph and helped me pay off my family's debts. "

"I'm not engaged right now, and neither are you. A single man and woman shouldn't be sitting in a... fancy restaurant for lunch without a special reason. If you think I told you If that confession is included, then all I can say is that it was in New York and now it's in London."

Erica picked up her handbag and stood up from her chair.The coda of the violin became her final accompaniment, "So I think, I have to reject you."

The violinist performed his own movement perfectly, and he restrained the lingering sound with satisfaction. An originally gentle love song flowed in the air.

Music doesn't care about the listener's feelings.

Green's hands trembled, and he finally realized that Erica really didn't look back.

"Miss Erica, it's true that you are single, and so am I, so I am pursuing you."

"This date was just my father's expectation."

After returning to London, the fact has always been this way, but as long as it is not revealed, at least a little sympathy can be retained.

Dalton House.

"Honey, do you think it's possible for Erica and Mr. Green...?" Mr. and Mrs. Dalton were having lunch at home.He asked his wife on a whim.

"You mean Mr. Privy Councilor?" Mrs. Dalton wiped her mouth, and she exclaimed in disbelief: "Why do you think it is possible for them to be together?"

"Why not?" Mr. Dalton was dissatisfied with his wife's fuss: "In terms of appearance, Erica is not ugly, and in terms of financial resources...we are not too high-ranking."

"Then what does the Privy Councilor think of Erica? I mean, what do they have in common that can make him impressed with Erica?" From the appearance point of view, Erica is not ugly, but over the years , there are many people around Green who are prettier than Erica.From the perspective of financial resources, to put it bluntly, in fact, the financial resources of the Dalton family are indeed just a drag in Green's point of view.

"How else can I see it? Erica is still very good in this respect. She is probably having a pleasant conversation with Green now. Maybe Green will send her back in person later!" Mr. Dalton this time He spoke so completely that anyone could hear the triumph in his tone.