On the second day after the ball, Juliet woke up very early on a rare occasion. She lay quietly on the bed until the daylight illuminated the curtains. People were cleaning the room, and after a while she reached out and rang the bell beside the bed.

Donna pushed the door briskly in and opened the curtains for her. The curtain rings clattered against the carved Roman poles. The sunlight came in from the window and shone inside the room, forming a circle of golden halo.

"Good morning, Miss, the weather is really nice today!" Donna said happily.

Today, Juliet specially picked out a white gauze skirt, the belt is green grass, and the skirt is low-key but beautiful, spreading out layer upon layer at the skirt, like a fragrant pure white lily of the valley.She tied all her light golden hair to the top of her head, revealing her full and beautiful forehead, and pinned a silk gauze flower on her bun.

"You are so beautiful," Miss Margaret came in from the door, she put a hand on Juliet's shoulder sitting in front of the dressing table, stared at her from the mirror for a while, then bent down and kissed her gently her forehead, "Good luck to you, dear Juliet."

Juliet raised her head and blinked her long eyelashes. If you look closely at her blue eyes, you will find that there is a little bit of dark green in them, like a clear pool in a deep valley, which makes people fall in love. A little worried, or anxious... In short, I don't know how to describe my mood at the moment, I admit, I'm a little scared, Margaret."

"Poor girl, I don't know how to comfort your anxiety and anticipation of happiness," Miss Margaret laughed teasingly, "but I can stay with you all day, but probably, to the symbol of happiness When the knock on the door rings, you won't need me."

"Oh, stop talking, you're making me more nervous now." Juliet buried her face in Miss Margaret's clothes and wrapped her arms around her waist.

Miss Margaret patted her on the back as she had done when she was a child.

After she calmed down a bit, Miss Margaret gave her an encouraging kiss, so that she could go to Earl Wendell's study.

"Dear Papa, can I have a word with you?"

"Oh, my poor little honey," Earl Wendell raised his head from a stack of documents and looked at her gently, "Is there any problem?"

Juliet sat down on a chair in front of the table respectfully, "Father, I would like to ask you to be at home this afternoon to receive a guest who may be very important."

"Who is he?"

"A person who is related to your daughter's future."

"Oh, I was so surprised!" Earl Wendell was stunned for a while, he reached out and took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, rubbed his sore nose again, showing a distressed expression, "Tell me, Do you mean to tell your poor father, Julie, that some odious young man is trying to snatch you from me, just a few months after you set foot in society?"

"Dad!" Juliet looked at him with some annoyance.

Earl Wendell's blue eyes are very similar to Juliet, and because of these emotional eyes, he looks like a kind gentleman.

"Okay." Earl Wendell put his pen on the table angrily, not even wanting to read the document he was signing in front of him, "Although I would like to believe you, dear Julie, at least you should tell me Which one is it..."

"Dad, Dad, Dad..." Juliet became happy, she jumped up briskly from her seat, ran behind the big table and hugged Earl Wendell, "Can you just wait? I promise, your daughter will never allow a People you don't like come to you and make you unhappy." She kissed his bald round head gratefully, "Let me read the newspaper to you! You just lie on the rocking chair, in the warm Close your eyes in the sun, okay?"

"Oh, so, this enjoyment is still thanks to a certain person?" Earl Wendell muttered dissatisfiedly, "Don't expect that this will make me feel even a little bit more fond of him."

Juliet glanced at him with a smile, spread the blanket over his knees, and sat on a chair beside him to read the newspaper for him.

Without wearing heavy glasses, Earl Wendell showed a very comfortable smile while listening to Juliet's melodious voice reading his favorite newspaper.It's a pity that this kind of time didn't last long, and the housekeeper interrupted them because Mrs. Griffey came to visit.

She came to the door with only one maid.

At the entrance of the living room, Juliet looked at Mrs. Griffey who was sitting on the sofa in surprise and jumped up from the sofa when she heard the sound of the door opening.

"What's the matter, honey..."

Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Griffey immediately ran over like a panicked child when she heard Juliet's voice, grabbing the hem of her skirt and hugging Juliet's neck tightly, without even caring about etiquette. Burying her face on Juliet's shoulder, her voice was so trembling and so low that Juliet had to struggle to hear what she was saying.

"God, I know it's not etiquette for me to visit you like this, but I don't know what to do, I can't even be in a room by myself - a horrible thing... yes horrible, shame... ...something I never would have thought of...no one would have thought of - and yet it happened..."

Juliet didn't stop Mrs. Griffey from chattering. Following Miss Margaret's way of coaxing her, she slowly stroked Mrs. Griffey's back with her hands, and occasionally patted her gently to calm her down.Although she was equally anxious inside, she didn't know what caused the poor girl to hide from her tremblingly for comfort, regardless of her manners and politeness.

When Mrs. Griffey raised her head, the shoulder sockets of Juliet's white dress were already soaked in a large area.

"Oh. I'm sorry for staining your clothes," Mrs. Griffey obviously noticed, and she directly wiped the tears on her face with her fingers, sobbing, "I shouldn't forget what day it is—it's because of this , I just came to London today, I originally wanted to give you a surprise...to share happiness with you. Oh..." As she spoke, tears flowed down uncontrollably, and even flowed down her cheeks In her mouth, she hurriedly lowered her head, wiping quickly and carelessly.

Juliet sighed softly, and took out a stack of clean handkerchiefs from the cabinet in the living room and handed them to her.

Mrs. Griffey held them directly and buried her face in them.

It took some time before Mrs. Griffey looked up. "Thank you, Julie. It makes me feel better to have you by my side." Her large eyes were red and light-colored around her temples. The eyelashes were glued together, and the hair was fluffy and disheveled, completely messed up.

They sit down on the sofa.

"I shouldn't have told this to outsiders—Julie, I'm not saying I treat you as an outsider, although we haven't known each other for a long time, but you are my best friend—I mean, family After all, the family scandal is not publicized. But when I think of the reputation of the troublemaker, oh, I can imagine that this scandal will not be hidden for long, and it will spread from Pemberley to the whole of London very quickly." She said a little He moved the hands on his knees uneasily, his eyes were fixed on them being tangled together, and even the joints turned white from the force, "This is a scandal."

She repeated the sentence again.

Juliet could see her entanglement, so she kindly said, "If you can't say it, Georgiana, you don't need to tell me, I guarantee that our relationship will not be affected by this matter. And when you are sad, you can still find I."

"No, I'm not concerned about you, I'm concerned about my poor brother." At this point, Mrs. Griffey cried again, and she quickly covered her mouth with a veil.

Her face was pale, with a large and abnormal flush on her face, and she looked as if she was about to faint. Juliet quickly got up and took out whiskey from the wine cabinet, poured half a glass and handed it to her.

Mrs. Griffey drank it down in one gulp and patted her chest again, as if to make her feel better.

"I have come to ask for your help," said Mrs. Griffey eagerly. "Mr. Griffey himself is in India, and I cannot count on him at all. I beg you, Juliet, to accompany me ... to Pemberley. "

Juliet was a little hesitant. Her memories of Pemberley were not very pleasant, and she was even conflicted.

"Oh, Julie!" Mrs. Griffey could see her hesitation, and she looked at the white dress that symbolized purity on her friend's body—it often appeared more frequently at weddings, and she flinched—but with It looks pitiful like being abandoned.

Juliet admits she is impressed by Mrs Griffey.

"I'm writing a letter." She said, stood up quickly, sat down at the table in a hurry, tore a piece of paper casually, and quickly wrote a note.

"I think you should wash your face, Georgiana." She got up and called Donna in, and ordered her to tidy up Mrs. Griffey, and then sent someone to deliver a note to Mr. Joyce Carr's residence in London, and used She told her dear brother Julian that he would spare time to send the two lonely ladies some distance.

Things were proceeding in an orderly manner under Juliet's instructions, and two hours later, when everything was ready, Juliet kissed Earl Wendell's face before stepping into the carriage.

"Although you have left me again, I know this time is temporary. I am suddenly very glad that you have such a temporary plan to go out. I really hope that the time I can see that young man can be extended indefinitely," Earl Wendell said, He kissed Juliet back, "Be careful on the road, baby." Then he viciously threatened Julian to fulfill his duty of protection, and begged Miss Margaret very earnestly to take good care of the two young ladies.

"Sure, don't worry, sir." Miss Margaret replied.

Despite Miss Margaret's careful care along the way, when Juliet arrived in Pemberley, she looked as if she had been seriously ill.Rejecting Mrs. Griffey's repeated invitations, Juliet insisted on staying at the Ogden Hotel.

So it was not until the next day that she heard of the scandal that shocked the entire Derbyshire.

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