Continuation of "Gone with the Wind"

Chapter 150 Three Lola's Groom ([-])

This last thought made James feel much more comfortable.Yes, Laura is such a person.She wasn't his type, either as a lawyer or as a woman.

Finally, the storm was over, and the chartered plane flew back to Hartford through a cloudless sky.After talking on the phone with Doug, Laura spent the rest of the time writing opening arguments, except for breakfast and lunch in a very short time.Now, we'll be in Hartford in a few minutes, and Laura's petition is over.

Laura took a deep breath and looked at the man sitting on the other side of the aisle.She didn't know why, except that she was glad he wasn't sitting next to her.

Since the bathroom incident, she had to keep a safe distance from him, especially when he still had ways of making himself look sexier and not ashamed.

He had showered and changed into clean jeans and shirt, but hadn't shaved.Sexy sideburns make him look even more rugged.If it were any other man, that beard would definitely be disgusting, but this man——

"Finished?" James interrupted her thoughts.While he should be concentrating on his book, in reality, he spends most of his time sneaking eyes at her.He didn't know why he brought up her speech, maybe because he had to remind himself that she was a lawyer before thinking she was a woman!

"It's finished." She tried not to notice the chest hair protruding from the collar of his shirt, and the messy lock of hair falling on his forehead.

Likewise, James tried not to look at the hair that covered Laura's cheeks.In the shower, it stuck to her so tightly that I couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it.

"What about you?" Laura asked.

When James closed the book, he also made up his mind to end his chaotic thoughts, "I still have about forty pages to read."

"Can you finish reading before the exam?"

"It should be fine. I can finish it this afternoon and review it again tonight."

"Why do you want to go to college?"

"You mean at my age?"

"No, that's not what I meant. In fact, you're not old yet."

"Really? I do often feel like an old scholar, especially when I'm driving a cab all night and trying to stay awake in class the next day."

Admiration swept across Laura's mind, but she deliberately ignored it.Although she didn't want to admire this man, she couldn't help being curious about him, "You haven't answered my question, why do you want to go back to college?"

Jajaim shrugged, "I'm tired of living without a fixed place. The work I did in the past can only be described by the word "colorful"."

"For example, what kind of work?"

"Just about everything. I've worked in construction in the South, I've fished lobster off the coast of Maine, I've even worked in a tape factory in Massachusetts. Anyway, to your question, My answer is that I'm tired of wandering around." James' expression turned serious, "And, my father passed away."

"sorry."

Jia James looked up at her, and their eyes merged together.Sarah saw a certain deep sadness in his eyes.

"It's okay." That's all he said, but his gloomy expression aroused her curiosity even more.

"So you came back and started school?"

"Yes, I go to school from Monday to Friday, and on Saturdays and Sundays I help out at my brother's ranch near Hammond. He's the real cowboy in our family. I can only do light jobs."

"What job?"

"It means repairing fences, building houses for livestock, locking up disobedient cattle and sheep, etc."

Laura smiled, but her smile faded quickly. "Why do you want to study law?"

The gloomy expression returned to Jajaim's face, "The others are not suitable for me."

Laura knew he was avoiding the question, "Why law?" She asked again, and after waiting almost a century, just when she thought James wouldn't answer the question, he finally spoke.

"My father was a simple, uneducated person, and he was easy to trust others, but in the end he made himself suffer."

If he was trying to whet her appetite, he had already succeeded, "I, uh, I don't understand."

"Yes, people like you won't understand."

Laura could feel his hatred.That kind of hatred is not only ready to come out, but also suffocatingly paranoid, "I think you should explain it to me."

Maybe so, James thought, or maybe he just wanted to tell all the pain he'd been hiding in his heart for so long,

"At first, my father owned a fifty-acre land, and he and my brother grazed cattle and sheep on that land. Next door to him, there was another five-hundred-acre pasture land, which belonged to a man named West. The old gentleman. This person is withdrawn and doesn't like to talk, but he is not bad."

He paused, then continued: "One day, he came to my father and asked if my father was interested in buying a hundred acres of land. Mr. West said he needed money. The land was prime pasture land, so My father took out all his savings and invested in this business that he thought was very secure. With this land, he could raise more cattle and sheep, and the bank had agreed to lend him money to expand the scale of the ranch. "

"I guess it's not going well," Laura said when James stopped.

Jajaim smiled bitterly: "That's right, barrister. It's a so-called gentleman's agreement between my father and Dave. Oh, they put together some documents that said my father bought the land, but those The documents have not been notarized by the court. In other words, those documents have no legal effect. As I said, my father is simple and easy to trust others."

"What happened next?" Laura was completely mesmerized by the story, although she had a strange feeling that she wouldn't like how it turned out.

"A year later, West died of a heart attack. That's when we learned all about him."

"What is..."

"He came from a very rich family in the parish of Plegge. It wasn't until his daughter showed up that I understood why Will ran away from his family. I've never seen anyone more greedy than her. Anyway, she paid a fee. High lawyer..." He spat out those last words as if he were speaking of a hideous snake, "that lawyer proved West to be out of his wits, and my father took advantage of him." Jajan Mu smiled wryly again, "Mr. West may be called a weirdo, but he is definitely as clear-headed as you and me."

"So your father lost his land?"

Jajaim's gaze intertwined with Laura's again, "Yes, he lost the land, and the cattle and sheep he bought later. For a while, he and my brother were trying to balance the income and expenditure, until Now, my brother is still working towards that goal."

"Later, why did your father pass away?" Laura asked in a low voice.

"His death certificate says he died of pneumonia, but he died of grief."

Laura was right.She didn't like the way the story ended, or James' insinuation, though she could understand the reason behind his hatred of lawyers, "So, you don't trust high-fee lawyers and rich people."

"I don't trust them, I don't like them. They're all greedy, by my values."

He couldn't have been clearer about this accusation. "And I happen to be a high-fee lawyer and a disabled person."

At this time, the plane had landed and was taxiing on the runway.Not long after, the plane stopped.

"Can I give you a piece of advice?" Seeing that James didn't seem to be answering her intentions, she continued, "I used to have a law professor who used to say that a good lawyer never only looks at the surface of things."

Jia James didn't answer, and she didn't give him a chance to answer, because after she finished speaking, she picked up her luggage and walked out without looking back.

"Sir, your big sausage sandwich." The straight-backed servant said to him in a crisp British accent.

It was Monday night, and James was sitting in front of the TV watching the evening news at six.After a whole day of tossing, he returned to Laura's house.It had been a rough day today, six hours of lectures after nerve-wracking exams and a few hours of research in the law library.

He was relieved and somewhat disappointed to find that Laura had not returned from the courthouse.However, when she was away, he was as relaxed as if he were at home.A few minutes ago, the servant had told him that Mrs. O'Hara would be here shortly.

"Looks good." James took the gold-rimmed disk from the servant, which alone probably cost more than his entire tableware set.The servant had given him a goblet of beer earlier.He pre-bought big sausages and six-packs of beer on the way back to Laura's house.Jajaim refused to use the cup, preferring to drink directly from the bottle.

"You are too kind, sir. I just put the meat 'between' two slices of bread, as you say."

"Look, didn't I tell you it's easy?"

"It's very simple." The sarcasm in the servant's voice was so sharp that James couldn't help noticing it, "Do you need anything else?"

"No, that's enough. You can go."

"Yes, sir." The servant retreated slowly to the kitchen.

A few minutes later, old Mrs. O'Hara appeared at the door of the room leaning heavily on crutches, followed by her dutiful nurse.She asked Jajaim, "Can I come in?"

Jajaim chewed his mouthful of food, trying to swallow it as soon as possible, and stood up quickly.

"You take your seat." The old lady walked in.

Jajaim pointed to the chair closest to him and said: "I'm glad I have someone to accompany me."

"What kind of sandwich is that?"

"Big sausage sandwich."

"We have big sausages at home?"

James smiled. "I bought it myself. I also bought six beers."

"It's great. I don't like those nasty things with cucumbers, and those imported wines don't go with all the food like Laura said." She turned to the nurse and said, "Give me a big drink like that." Sausage Sandwich."

"Ma'am, do you mean a big sausage sandwich? I'd like a lighter fruit salad."

"Give me a big sausage sandwich and a bottle of beer."

If the first request shocked Nurse Jin, the second request made her even more dumbfounded, "A bottle of beer? You don't mean to—"