The Lost Mermaid [Zhongyingmei]

"Obviously you don't like him, do you?" Doris was concerned with that.

Ruth nodded eagerly: "Of course! He definitely doesn't like me, Doris, I suspect he has other plans. But I really don't know, what else is worth his plans?"

Doris lightly trampled on the place where her knee was hit just now through her clothes, and the severe pain made her tremble.

"Ruth, what are your plans?" Doris wanted to help Ruth, but couldn't do it.She didn't know how to help her.

After hearing her question, Ruth paused her movements, and gradually calmed down from her anxiety and anger: "If I said, I want to stay in the United States and escape everything in the UK forever, would you think I Very selfish?"

"No." Doris shook her head vigorously, "I may also be a selfish person, and I support your idea. Ruth, anyone can choose their own destiny, and so do you and me."

"But what about responsibility?" Ruth sighed deeply, "Even if I made up my mind and boarded the Titanic, I was still tortured by self-blame and couldn't sleep every night. Mom didn't look like Wouldn't support me, she wouldn't just eat white bread and coffee. I'd work to support her, but the Bucketts' debts..."

Having said that, Doris also frowned.

"Did you decide to change your identity after arriving in the United States to avoid those debts?"

"...Yes." Ruth stammered.

"I'm afraid it's hard, Ruth." Doris didn't expect that she wanted to avoid paying off the debt altogether. "If you want to find a job in a factory, the salary may not even be able to afford your food and drink. Your jewelry and If the jewelry is sold, is it enough for you to pay off your debt?"

Ruth blushed with shame, and said in a low voice: "Almost only one ten-thousandth of it can be paid back. Doris, you don't understand how many unnecessary expenses and losses a nobleman has in his daily life. I have mentioned them to my mother. However, in order to maintain a bright appearance, she would rather tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall.

If the father is still alive, those debts are not impossible to pay off.But after the father left... the mother seemed to be so stimulated that she went crazy and lost her mind. "

"Have you persuaded her?"

"Of course!" replied Ruth hastily, "but she won't listen to me! She's made up her mind to marry me to a rich man who's willing to take on the debt, but—what does she take me for? A deal product?

I dare say that if another person became the only descendant of the Bookett family, she would 'love' her and use 'her' just as much! "

As she spoke, Ruth couldn't help choking up her sobs, her whole body was twitching with excitement, tears filled her eyes and wet her cheeks.

Doris looked at her pained face and couldn't help feeling deeply sorry for her.

Doris had no parents, and she was a hatched fish for as long as she could remember.She had always been alone until she met Carl, and she had a real "intimate relationship".

But she had "seen" how Karl's mother loved him deeply, and how he had missed her for more than twenty years of his life.This is an inseparable feeling.

Doris even felt that the relationship between herself and Karl was even difficult to compare with such a relationship of blood.

"Mrs. Bucket may hate me and everyone, but she must love you, Ruth." Doris hesitated for a moment, then put her hand on Ruth's back, "Maybe she loves you The wrong way, she just wants to give you what she thinks is best."

"But that runs counter to my wishes!" Ruth retorted in a low voice.She was not unmoved after hearing what Doris said.Doris felt the trembling back under her hands gradually subside.

"I don't want to persuade you to compromise, after all, Karl is mine now!" Doris joked with her with a smile, "If Mrs. Bucket still wants Karl to be her 'legal son', I The first one refuses!"

Ruth's face was burning again, she was ashamed and embarrassed: "I don't want to rob Karl with you, I don't love him—"

"Of course! Of course, Ruth, I understand that." Doris took out a handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to her, "Wipe your face."

Ruth took the silk handkerchief and patted it gently on her cheek, letting the handkerchief absorb the sweat and tears from her cheek.

Looking at her elegant and meticulous movements, Doris knew in her heart that Ruth was actually a noble lady—at the same time, Doris couldn't help worrying, could Ruth really adapt to a "poor" life?

Mrs. Bucket's vision in choosing a husband for her is not bad. Carl is indeed an excellent young man. He is rich, handsome and responsible.Perhaps he was a little too old for them.

ha!Doris didn't really care about this at all, but she had heard other people whispering.

It's just bad luck that he's not Ruth's cup of tea.

Ruth would not choose him, she chose another difficult path.

She could remain anonymous and get a job at a factory.Ruth had studied, and even if it was just a job as a typist, it was not impossible for Doris to help her.

But what if Ruth chooses to show her face and become an actress or singer?Doris and 1900 are in this industry. They know that in this world, money is like a standard for measuring everyone. With Ruth's beauty, if she is given a chance, she may really succeed.

But Mrs. Bucket would not accept it, such a prim and aristocratic lady that even Ruth could not accept her unwillingness to marry her chosen husband!

Doris is not going to tell Ruth such a choice now.She was afraid that her suggestion would push Ruth away from her only relative.

Doris watched as she calmed down, suddenly realizing the tangent of their conversation.

"Don't talk about Mrs. Bucket, that little Mr. Edward—Ruth, he, he tried to 'pursue' me!" Speaking of this word, Doris not only did not feel shy, but felt disgusted, "Say yes The pursuit is also inappropriate, I didn't see any pure love in his eyes, on the contrary, it was disgusting lust and greed."

"Me too!" Ruth agreed, but she held her forehead immediately, "He doesn't need the title of Bukett like Karl, he needs a rich wife! Even his grandfather They are constantly developing for the sake of the industry!"

"Perhaps that's the reason." Doris comforted, "He is the heir of Earl Rose, and Earl Rose may just want to bring him by his side for teaching."

"No, he already told my mother." Ruth held Doris's hand tightly, "I can only take one step at a time, Doris, can you help me? You don't have to do anything , as long as he entangles me, help me escape!"

"Of course I'd like to help you!"

Doris looked into her pleading eyes, but couldn't say a word of rejection.

She didn't know how to help her, maybe it was just like Ruth said, she could only take one step at a time!

At this moment, the door was knocked again.

Ruth glanced at Doris, a little flustered: "Did little Edward see me entering your room?" She stood up hastily, looking left and right to find a place to hide.

Doris was infected by her nervousness and was almost at a loss.

There was another knock on the door, and Doris looked in the direction of the door.

The knock on the door was also a little unusual, and it even sounded a little cautious.Doris turned her head and looked at Ruth: "Where do you hide, I'll go and see who it is!"

She pointed to the living room door leading to the private hallway.

Ruth hurriedly lifted the corner of her skirt and walked over there, but suddenly stopped, she turned her head: "If it's really Edward, I can't let you face him alone!"

As she spoke, she turned around and walked straight to the door, saying as she walked, "It's all right, Doris! I don't think he dares to do anything to us! If he sees me coming in, I can't hide It fell!"

Before Doris could answer her, Ruth ran to the door quickly.

Ruth mustered up her courage, stood behind the door, inhaled and exhaled quickly, and opened the door abruptly.

"Are you... Jack?"

The people outside the door didn't seem to expect that it was Ruth who opened the door, and they were stunned for a while and didn't speak.

Doris heard Jack's name, and hurriedly came over in a wheelchair: "Is there anything you can do for me? Jack?"

But Jack didn't answer her.

Doris felt strange, she manipulated the wheelchair to change the direction, and finally saw his body clearly.

He was holding a drawing board in his hand, and he was neatly dressed, but his body was leaning loosely against the door frame.

He stared blankly at Miss Ruth, who had a soft face in front of him, his eyes were wide open, and he looked frightened.

"Jack?" Doris called to him again.

Jack finally came back to his senses, he immediately stood up stiffly, and looked away from the face of the girl in front of him, his eyes blinked rapidly, and his eyelashes flickered.

Doris had an unbelievable guess in her heart.

"Ah—this is, is Miss Buckett?" Jack took a step back, imitating the gentlemen's gestures and saluted, "I, I, I am Jack Dawson. I..."

"I know you, Mr. Dawson." Ruth raised her eyes and looked at him warily, and she also took a step back, curtseying a lady hesitantly.

"I remember you were a friend of Mr. Rose?" Ruth asked bluntly.

Jack waved his hands hastily: "No... yes. No, no."

Jack, who has always been clever and able to walk among all kinds of people, doesn't know how to speak at this time.

Doris was also full of doubts about his identity, but she trusted Karl, and she also believed that he used human eyesight, so she stepped forward and explained: "Jack is now Karl's...servant?" Liz continued, "Maybe Jack came to me to explain this."

Jack scratched his head: "Yes, Doris—Miss Boardman." He waved the folder on his hand, "And this!"

"What's this?" Ruth asked.

Before Jack could answer, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the waiter came to Doris's door with a plate, prepared dessert and coffee.

"Miss Boardman, this is the service you ordered." The waiter looked at Ruth and Jack, "Are these two your guests?"

On the dinner plate was the three-point meal that Karl had just ordered.

"No! I'm sorry, Doris, I should go back, my mother must be looking for me too!" Ruth suddenly thought of her mother, hurriedly turned her head to say hello to Doris, and ran away with her skirt in her hands up.

Jack hurriedly avoided the door and looked back at Ruth's back. Ruth's figure disappeared quickly, leaving only a burst of rose fragrance.