"For saving my life? This is not a fuss, is it?" My appearance must have disgusted him, because even I didn't believe that I could pretend to be like this.

But I have to do this, so that people don't think that I am a noble who expresses affection for a poor boy with no background for no reason.

I remember that during this period, most of the nobles always liked to put themselves in a high position, put money above all else, and were self-righteous to the point of stupidity, but spiritually, they were fragile and vulnerable.

And my former master was clearly the best of the 'most'.So I narrowed my eyes at Rose, who had already slumped, and Hockley, who was delighted, "Who saved the two of you? Or is it just your bodyguards—?"

"——It was me! I was the one who saved Jack!" Rose said impatiently, she pouted angrily, "He is a kind person, I really hope you can respect my savior .”

"Oh, yes." Hockley responded frivolously: "Rose, we have already invited him over and introduced him to dear Pastor, that's enough, isn't it?"

I think at that time, there must have been some other meaning in Hockley's eyes looking at Rose, because after that, even though Rose still acted a little angry, she no longer tried to defend him like that.

Jack has been standing by the side, looking at the pair of them very seriously, looking very unhappy.

But he knew nothing about those fake smiles, and he never showed any behavior that made people laugh because of his gaffe.

I have been watching him, looking at his handsome and delicate appearance, and the impatience revealed from the corner of his eyes, I think it is very interesting to tease someone like this.

But I didn't join them in the little party afterwards, I didn't even sit at that table with them to eat, and I didn't hear Jack's clever answers, which I have seen in the movie, although I like Jack, but now , I am more worried than him that I will do something inappropriate.

The several pairs of knives and forks on the dining table made me dizzy just looking at them, so I hurried back to the room with the excuse of being uncomfortable.

My bodyguard never followed me to the dinner party, that kind of occasion does not require his presence, so now, when I close the door and sit on the soft big bed, I don't have to think about anything else, just remove Untiing the bow at the neckline, he let out a hard breath.

I looked at the well-decorated roof and chandelier, and I lay quietly on my back like that, my stomach was suffocated, and it made my stomach a little uncomfortable.

But I still don't want to sit up and ask Fred to bring me some food, because I'm just not in the mood.

I turned my head and looked at the desk calendar on the bedside table—today is April 4, and there are three days before the shipwreck.

The day when the Titanic was truly famous in the world, I was like a pervert, eagerly looking forward to it until the blood in my whole body was boiling, and I muttered uncontrollably in my heart 'it would be great if it happened today'.

I know it's cruel and nasty to think like this, but I never wanted to change.I don't have that kind of ability, let alone that kind of ambition. Regarding this event that has already happened in history, and regarding the more than 500 human lives, I don't think that my sudden intrusion is to change their fate. .

Because I don't have any professional knowledge related to ships, and I usually seldom pay attention to those scientific and technological knowledge. Compared with science, I prefer liberal arts.

So I thought, maybe this is just a legendary journey, a fantasy bestowed on me by the benevolent gods for the destruction that my heart longs for.

I don't believe at all that I can't go back. In fact, I firmly believe that I am an outsider, an insignificant passerby, who exists only to make up the 2200 people.

So all I can do is to find a suitable place to watch while things are happening, and quietly wait for the moment of death, even if it is painful, but I am willing to save a seat for another life.

That's great enough for me, because I have to resist my instinct to run for my life when I'm in danger.

Watching the clock make another soft 'click' sound, I closed my eyes slightly, my mind was chaotic and dull, and I was so tired that I quickly fell asleep.

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