[Titanic] I can't help myself

A week after we moved into Carl's house, George took another valet to deliver our luggage, along with my lawyer, who came to deal with various insurance claims after the shipwreck.Almost all the things we brought on board sank in the sea, and before boarding, we purchased insurance from three companies for all boarding personnel and belongings.Now, we need to send written notification documents to the three insurance companies, fill in the accident notice, and list the claims.In addition, it is more important to claim insurance compensation for the families of the several servants who traveled with us.These male servants all died in the shipwreck. For their families, they not only lost their loved ones, but also lost an important economic pillar.

I have always felt guilty for their death. If it weren't for me, they would not have been able to board the Titanic, and when the shipwreck came, they were still helping to find Rose.What I can do now is to fight for as much compensation as possible for them, as well as a condolence money.

Among the men rescued in this shipwreck, except for the gentlemen who boarded the lifeboat on the starboard side because they had obtained the permission of the crew and a certain status, they did not receive much punishment from public opinion. , such as Mr. Ismay, have all been criticized and ridiculed by public opinion.Mr Ismay was forced to resign, as was a Japanese official who disguised himself as a woman and boarded a lifeboat.

If there are negative teaching materials, positive characters must be established.After the sinking of the Titanic, the mother was the first to stand up, defying the threat of the crew, and asked to go back to save people. She was told by a passenger on the lifeboat who witnessed the whole process to the reporter of the newspaper. The reporter of the newspaper Immediately using extremely provocative words, the mother was portrayed as a great, selfless, and fearless model mother, and the credit for the rescue of the passengers who fell into the cold sea water was placed on the mother.

I have never heard this story from her. It was not until I saw the newspaper on the breakfast table that I realized that we were rescued in time because of my mother’s resistance. To be honest, if I came a few minutes later, I don’t know that I was almost half unconscious at that time. Can I still hold on until then.

After the mother's deeds were published, according to the telegram from Acton, after the British newspaper reprinted the article, many people sent letters to the mother, and there was a lot of praise everywhere.My mother's reputation rose instantly, but she was not at all proud of it, and she told me privately that she never wanted to think about that night again.

After learning that Carl was rescued by her mother, the relationship between Mrs. Hockley and her mother improved by leaps and bounds. The two are like good girlfriends who have been together for decades. They are inseparable. We can always see them sitting together. Chat together in Spanish and English.

In view of the slow recovery of my body, George, whose clavicle fracture has not yet healed, decided to let the manservant he brought rest in my room in the middle of the night. The mother of this manservant used to be a nurse, and he learned some basic medical knowledge from her. , George hopes that with him, I can get more comprehensive, detailed and professional care.

Of course it is impossible for me to agree, and it is even less likely for Karl.I hinted for a long time, but George still insisted on his own opinion, so I had to tell him that Carl and I were together.

After listening, George was silent for a long time.He always knew I had special feelings for Carl and never objected or supported it.

"Master." He stood humbly beside my bed, and said softly, "This is your own business, and I should not have asked about it. However, if the matter between you and Mr. Hockley is known to Madam, have you thought about it?" What should I do?"

His question hits the bull's-eye, a question I've been subconsciously avoiding all this time.

I looked at the pattern on the quilt, and sighed a long way: "I don't know either. But I won't keep it a secret, I always find a chance to tell my mother. I once said that if I find someone who can work together Man, I will definitely be loyal to this relationship. I love Carl, to me, he is my other half, although no church will hold a wedding for us, but at least between family members, I hope he can get what he deserves treatment."

"What if Madam refuses? It's no small matter, sir."

"No matter what, I will not compromise." I smiled, "Although it will be difficult, I will not give up."

"It seems that you are ready." George also smiled at me gently, "But you don't need to fight alone."

"I know you're on my side." I said with a smile.

"I can't help you at all, young master, but there is one person who can." George bent down and whispered in my ear, "Perhaps you have noticed it too, and that is Viscount Stuart. I heard from my father that when The relationship between him and the late master is extraordinary."

"Do the servants know?" I asked back.

"No, just my father and a few old servants who have been working for the Bookett family," George said.

"Go on."

"Actually, there is no complete confrontation between the master and Viscount Stewart. You know, the master is a very, uh, very lively and curious person. According to the master, he is just greedy for new things, and has nothing to do with Stuart. The Viscount established a real relationship. But Viscount Stewart has been thinking about the master for many years and has taken care of him, and every time the Viscount comes to the master, the master has never refused."

I nodded knowingly: "Actually, I only vaguely felt that something was wrong about the matter between them. It was only when I was in Bath that I heard Alfred Douglas mention it before I was sure what was going on. .”

"The madam gave up on the master because she learned about the relationship between the master and Viscount Stewart back then." George said softly, "I am very worried, master, the relationship between the master and the Viscount has caused great damage to the madam. I am afraid that she may find it difficult to approve of the relationship between you and Mr Hockley."

I covered my eyes angrily and pursed my mouth.

"Although it's beyond the scope of my duties, young master, there's no need for you to reveal everything. As long as you get married and have children normally, your wife won't pursue it too much."

"How can that work?" I said subconsciously. "How can I put Karl in such a disgraceful position?"

"But Mr. Hockley, you will eventually get married. You can also find an heir through your family tree for your title and manor, so who should inherit Mr. Hockley's property?"

"God..." I covered my face and shrank into the quilt.

"You should rest first." George hurriedly pulled the quilt for me, and comforted me, "Although these issues are not trivial, we have enough time to think about them slowly."

What George said were all questions that I don't want to think about now. Carl and I are in the period of passionate love, which is the most irrational period. We just want to stick together, and we haven't had enough brain capacity to think about the future.But one day they will be placed in front of us, forcing us to think of solutions.

In the end, George didn't let the servant stay. Carl came to my room smoothly at night, got into my quilt skillfully, held me in his arms, and pulled my leg to start massaging.

Then he quickly caught my low mood.After asking clearly, he smiled, and after exchanging a deep kiss with me, he said softly, "It's okay, dear, I don't mind, you don't have to tell your mother."

"But I hope you can really become my family!" I stood up and looked at him seriously, "Although we can't take an oath in the church, we can't tell others that we love each other openly, but at the very least, we can spend Christmas together Festival."

"We can spend Christmas together right now."

"...you know what I mean."

"I know, I know." He put his arms around my waist and let me lean on his chest, "Although it's unfair, sometimes we don't have to fight for enough fairness. A little more patience can last longer Some. Our affection will not be diminished by not being able to eat Christmas dinner together. Why add too many obstacles to our path for this kind of thing? It's not that I don't love you, my dear, it's because I love you, love is a very fragile feeling, it cannot go through too many hardships."

"Then if I get married, will you be happy to celebrate me?" I sat up suddenly, tears suddenly fell, "You also expect me to attend your wedding happily without any grievances? How can you……"

I can't speak.

In my previous life, that person started getting farther and farther away from me only after he got married.One is a sneaky lover, every date is like a war, and the other is a good wife at home, who gets along day and night, bears children for him, and takes care of every aspect of him.And newborn babies.He was not completely homosexual in the first place. In comparison, he would of course choose to be a qualified father and husband.

If this happens to Karl...

I covered my eyes, trying to resist the urge to cry.The hormones and hormones secreted in love made me sensitive and impulsive, and my emotions became more and more serious, just like an exaggerated actress in a drama.

"Sorry." I moved back and turned away from him, "I shouldn't be like this...I just...you go back first, let me be quiet, we will talk about this tomorrow..."

Carl sighed, crawled over and, against my protests, took me in his arms.

"I think I have proved it. I am willing to die for you. Why are you unwilling to believe me in such a small matter?" He kissed the corner of my eyes and asked softly.

"Because I care about you." I choked out, "Carl, I don't want to lose you."

"I'm so glad to hear you say that. I love you too, my sweetheart." He touched my face and put me between his legs. "I've told my mother what happened between us." gone."

I felt like my tears were turned on in an instant, and I could only stare blankly at him: "What?"

"My mother already knows about me and you. All of it." Carl looked me in the eyes and smiled, then he made a face, "I told her I forced you, she was She threw the cup in her hand and almost hit my face."

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