[Titanic] I can't help myself

We sent Rose back to her room, and I didn't feel like going back to the dining room.Carl had some food brought from the kitchen, and we sat in my room and ate something.

After Carl was back in his room, I decided to check on Rose.When I went in, she had changed into her pajamas and was combing her hair.

I went over and leaned against her dresser, "Can you tell me what happened tonight?"

"I told you all." She continued to comb her hair without looking at me, and said impatiently, "I'm lying on the railing..."

"Do you think your lie is successful?" I interrupted her, "Want to see the propeller? Since when did you like machines? When the tractor combine was shipped to Acton, why didn't you see it so enthusiastically?" How about a look?"

"Because I suddenly fell in love with it at that time!" She raised her voice and said, "Does my sudden burst of enthusiasm still have to be controlled by you?"

"You're not a liar, Rose." I looked at her calmly, "Everyone here saw you winking at Jack Dawson, and they made excuses to believe you, but for My face with Carl. So, tell me what happened? Did this Jack Dawson hurt you..."

"Of course not!" Rose screamed and interrupted me. "He saved me! Don't think so badly of people who have less status and money than you!"

"Then tell me what happened." I ignored her last sentence.

"I just want to see the propeller!" She turned her head angrily, continued to look at the mirror, and combed her hair vigorously.

We are silent relative to each other.

But gradually, a terrible idea popped up.

"Oh, myGOD!" I said slowly, "Rose, are you lying on the railing, do you want... to jump off? Are you trying to commit suicide?"

Rose stopped combing her hair for a moment, and she glanced at me quickly, "It was just an accident." She said quickly, "I just... my brain got hot... and then..."

I gaped.

"Why?" I restrained my voice.

Rose blinked, then threw the comb on the table in frustration, "You know," she said reluctantly, "when prisoners are about to be put in prison, they always do it for themselves. The freedom that is about to be lost is so sad that I cry bitterly, and even do some inexplicable things."

I stared at her with wide eyes.

"Rose," I said seriously, "you never, never, never told me that marrying Carl would cause you such pain."

"I told you!" She reacted violently. "I told you countless times! I don't like him! I don't want to marry him! But you told me everything would be fine!"

"That's because you don't like anything about this class!" I suppressed her with a higher voice, "You don't like mother! You don't like me! You don't like Acton! You don't like nobles! You Don't like privilege! You don't like ladylike manners! You don't like anything! Then how do I know that your dislike for this marriage will reach the point where you want to kill yourself!"

We all panted and looked at each other with bulging eyes.

"Then," Rose raised her chin at last, "now you know."

I pinched the bridge of my nose and remained silent.I feel that the amount of information I have received this evening is a bit too much, and my brain seems to be unable to handle it.

"Okay, I get it, I get it." Finally, I put my hands down and looked at her, "Rose, you've got us in a lot of trouble."

"Big trouble?" Rose squinted at me, put the small mirror in her hand on the table, and sneered, "I'm so sad that I want to die, but this just means a big trouble to you?"

"Of course I didn't mean that." I sighed a long time, bent down and kissed her forehead, and hugged her shoulders, "Stop doing stupid things. I'm going out. Good night."

Rose didn't answer my question directly. I still need to verify and verify, at least to know what happened at that time.

But if Rose really had the idea of ​​jumping into the sea, then I think I should break the engagement between Rose and Carl.

If Rose resisted the marriage to such an extent, it would be unfair to both Rose and Carl to let them marry like this.Rose might one day actually do something irrevocable, and I couldn't just sit back and watch Carl, who was completely right, fall into an unhappy marriage when, on his terms, he could get a wonderful woman who was right for him.

But I don't want to tell Rose about this right away. With her personality, if I let her know that I want to break off the engagement now, she will definitely not be able to help but call me the next time my mother talks about the death of the engagement ceremony with others. If you plan to speak out, then this is not only embarrassing for the mother, but also for our family, and it is also a great disrespect for the Hockley family.So let's wait until we disembark.

Thinking of this makes me feel very guilty for Carl.The engagement banquet is just next week, and hundreds of invitations have been sent out, and they are all ready. I can't imagine how much negative impact the temporary cancellation will bring.And Karl has been delayed in England for four months because of Rose.He put aside a lot of business affairs, spent so much manpower and material resources, endured so many willful and unreasonable actions of Rose, and provided so much help for me and Acton. In the end, because of our temporary regret, nothing.

I just hope he won't be angry for too long, anyway, I don't want to lose him as a friend.

After breakfast the next day I had Jack Dawson fetched from third class.I stood on the deck and watched him walk unsteadily after the servant from a distance.He was still wearing yesterday's suit, with his hands in his pockets, a little hunched over, and looking at me nervously.

"Good morning, Mr. Dawson." I said with a smile, and stretched out my right hand, "I hope you still remember me. I am Miss Rose's younger brother, Earl of Richardmond, Henry Bucket."

"Good morning, uh, lord Ri... uh..." Jack Dawson didn't seem to know how to pronounce this sound, so he could only hold my hand and look at me awkwardly.

"You can call me Henry." I held his hand and gently shook it up and down.

"Okay, Henry." Jack Dawson looked relaxed, "You can call me Jack."

"Jack." I let go of his hand, "I'm here for you. I have nothing else to do. I just want to talk to you about what happened last night, about Miss Rose."

Jack blinked, "Is there anything else I need to explain?" He put his hands back into his pockets, thought for a while, and said, "I didn't hurt Miss Rose."

"Of course, I believe in your innocence, otherwise you would have been dragged into the prison on the ship when you were still lying on the bed last night." I nodded and said, "However, you don't think I will believe Miss Rose Bad lie. A young lady slips out of nowhere while you have time to take off your coat and unlace your shoes. It doesn't make sense anyway."

Jack's eyes widened slightly, and he smiled cautiously: "Thank you for believing in me."

"Yesterday, everyone didn't say anything, and they chose to believe Miss Rose's excuse. The reason is that some of them thought that she was really violated by you, but they chose to let you go for the reputation of a lady. But if You really hurt her, and according to Miss Rose's character, it is almost impossible for her to have the energy to intercede for you. So some people think you are her lover."

"This is ridiculous!" cried Jack. "I spoke to Miss Rose yesterday for the first time, I swear to God!"

"So I hope to get the real facts from you. I want to know what she is lying on the railing for."

Jack paused, bit his lip, and looked a bit embarrassed: "But, but I promised..."

"Let's go for a walk." I said, leading him to start walking slowly on the deck.

"Perhaps in your opinion, nobles must be selfish and hypocritical, ruthless, indifferent to their families, and only know about money and pleasure." I said calmly while looking at the boundless ocean in front of me,

"I didn't." Jack explained weakly.

"But the truth is, Miss Rose's family loves her. She's my mother's child, my sister, she's my kin. My kin almost fell into the sea and didn't tell me why, and you think we'd Sit and watch?"

"I never thought about it that way." Jack argued, "It's just that I promised her not to tell others, so I shouldn't break my vow."

"Miss Rose is not yet of age, she cannot be responsible for her actions. You tell me, it's not about snitching or breaking promises, this is something that people with conscience will do." I looked at him, "I think , If you see a five-year-old child doing something wrong, you will definitely choose to inform his guardian. Miss Rose is the same."

Jack looked at me hesitantly. We walked a long way before he touched his head and said, "Okay, I'll tell you. But don't tell Miss Rose. Last night, I was lying on the deck. Smoking on the bench, only to hear a woman running over crying..."

The story was told in a few minutes.Still, Jack described all the dialogue and Rose's movements and expressions to me.What he described was very vivid and true, and it was indeed what Rose would say.He even gave Rose's middle name, and I promise Rose will never have any contact with him except last night, and my mother takes her everywhere.I think this should be the truth.

"Later the crew arrived, and they took me as a gangster, and handcuffed me, and then you arrived." Jack shrugged his shoulders, ending the story.

I stopped and Jack stopped and turned to look at me.I took a deep breath, bent slightly, and said solemnly, "Thank you very much, Mr. Dawson, for your generous and selfless help. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have lost my sister."

The author has something to say: There will be a second update. . .carl comes next chapter

So the heart of the ocean has nothing to do with Rose ╮(╯_╰)╭

I'm already thinking about my next post. .Plan ahead and think ahead. . .Which one do you like between Rebirth Ancient Words and Rebirth Ancient Dan?