[British and American Drama] Mental Correction

[Chapter 40]

This is Claire's first time on a boat.

Yes, it's her first time on a boat.Everything in the cabin made her feel so chic, curious, and for her, full of [vintage] decoration, Claire felt happy even in the lower cabin.She didn't smile exaggeratedly (from habit), but there was a utterly undisguised joy in those gray eyes.

And this mood, this lack of contempt, and the pleasant ease with which it was touched, put everyone in the lower class, or should I say the civilian class, in a good mood.

Old John stroked his beard, and led Claire to open a path, leading her, the woman Jane behind her, and her daughter Lily to find his own bed.During the conversation, Claire thoughtfully helped them make the bed.

Lily tugged at Claire's hair: "Will you come to play with me tomorrow?" Lily blinked shyly.

"Of course, I'll come and see you when I have time." Claire stroked her soft braids and responded.

And in the process, the ship started.The people in the cabin shouted excitedly, crowding around the many beds and looking out the window, waving silk or handkerchiefs in their hands to bid farewell to relatives and friends on the pier.

"Aren't you going?" Lily curiously asked the indifferent Claire.

However, before he could figure out how to answer, the two young people who were coming towards him walked through the cabin fighting.The leading young man has soft chestnut hair, his brows are full of vitality, his lake green eyes seem to be rippling, and his smiling lips are screaming in surprise.

Watching them getting closer, Claire was almost infected by such an exciting atmosphere, showing a sympathetic smile behind her.However, it is only a little bit.

Claire finally stopped the young man's rampage before they ran into Lily.Her expression was serious but not a stern reminder: "Maybe you should slow down, the cabin is messy, it would be bad if you hit someone."

"Hold, I'm sorry!" The young man in the lead glanced at Lily behind Claire.He showed embarrassment and guilt: "It's our fault, and we get carried away when we get excited-ah, let's meet, I'm Jack Dawson. This is my friend Fabrizio."

"Claire Vidor."

Jack touched his nose, and Fabrizio behind him took over his words and apologized again: "I'm really sorry, but you can imagine what a miracle happened to us just now!"

Fabrizio showed an exaggerated expression: "Just 1 minute before departure! 1 minute! We won the boat ticket to the United States! GOD! What kind of luck is this! America!! America!!" He could not wait to wave Clothes and coats in their hands.

Claire couldn't help smiling.

Indeed, in the economic downturn of the early nineteenth century, the United States represented opportunity and money for many.

And Lily didn't know when she poked her head out from behind Claire: "Are you also going to see the Statue of Liberty?"

Jack smiled sweetly. He knelt down on one knee and took Lily's immature right hand: "Yes, my dear lady. Maybe you will give us the honor of admiring the goddess with you?"

"Yes, I would." Lily giggled.

And the young man who made her smile raised his head to look at Clare.There was still a smile in their eyes.

Jack Dawson is a very interesting young man.This kind of fun is not reflected in his ability to say a few just-right witticisms, but also in his calmness and composure when getting along with others. This kind of eloquence shown invisibly makes him look very charming.Claire narrowed her eyes appreciatively.Then silently shook off Fabrizio's hand on her shoulder.

It's a pity that Fabrizio's rough nerves didn't realize that his closeness caused Claire's brief displeasure, and he asked: "Hey, buddy, you don't look like a third-class person~"

Fabrizio stroked his chin and walked around Claire.Jack on the side leaned lazily beside Lily, looking very leisurely.Of course, no one knew that he nodded in agreement from the bottom of his heart when his friend said this emotion.

After all, in the eyes of an observant young painter, the handsome Claire has no inferior temperament.In fact, his back is straight, and when he talks to people, he will unconsciously squint his eyes, as if he is examining something.And those gray eyes, which are not commonly seen, seem to be separated from the world by a layer of mist, and the emotions inside are far away and unfathomable. Even the slender and thick eyelashes, and the beautiful and deep appearance, there is no way to let him ( Her temperament softened.

And just when Jack couldn't help but want to observe more carefully, Claire suddenly set her eyes on him.

"If you keep watching, I'm going to beat you up."

Fabrizio immediately let out a hearty laugh, and he patted Claire on the shoulder: "Hey, man, don't be angry. Based on my friendship with Jack for more than 20 years, I can assure you that he is definitely not 'this'".Fabrizio hooked the fingers of his little hand, made a gay gesture, and then winked at Claire.

Claire lifted the corners of her lips, and seeing Jack helplessly holding his forehead to Fabrizio from the corner of his vision, he couldn't help but burst out in a bad mood.She shook her head: "That's my regret."

Fabrizio: [? ? ? ? ]

"Claire, where are you?!"

Lovejoy's voice suddenly came through the walkie-talkie on her body, the rustling electricity was extremely harsh.This expensive and high-end electronic product immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the cabin.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Come back quickly! Master has something to tell you!" Lovejoy didn't intend to hide his dissatisfaction, his tone was extremely irritable.

Claire shrugged helplessly at Lily, who was a little disturbed, stroked the girl's chestnut hair in a consoling way, and then apologized in a calm tone.When leaving, Jack and Fabrizio obviously expressed concern about her situation.After all, for them, those out-of-reach rich guys are the most bitter and difficult people to get along with.

Naturally, Claire would not have imagined that all the ordinary people she has come into contact with today will bring her such a huge touch in the future——

"I'm sorry I'm late." Claire apologized as soon as she saw Lovejoy, but this didn't make the middle-aged man's face any better. He stared at him with a warning tone: "There will be no next time !"

Claire nodded: "What orders does that Master Carl have?"

"It's Master Karl, not that Master Karl—" He frowned: "Master Karl wants me to fetch him a vintage wine sent by a French businessman, and to marry his fiancée"

"It's the fiancée, not the fiancée~" Claire interrupted, vividly imitating Lovejoy's arrogant tone.Of course, this also got her another glare from Lovejoy.

Lovejoy's eyebrows trembled: "In short, he planned a romantic candlelight dinner, and all we have to do is to meet all the young master's requirements."

Faithful Lovejoy looked solemn and solemn, as if this was a great cause and he would give everything for it.Claire nodded, and followed Lovejoy's command and opened the door of Master Carl's room.

This is a luxuriously furnished room.The first thing that catches the eye is the gold-inlaid decorative mirror and the safe that is trying to be low-key and simple next to it, but it doesn't make much sense.

The smell of perfume was also very strong. Obviously, the maid had washed it after entering the room. From head to toe, and even the air, it had been changed to the most comfortable state for her young master.

Claire looked around quickly, but did not see Carl Hockley.She probably didn't realize that since she came to this world, or after knowing that Karl was the "villain" of this world, she couldn't help but relax.

Maybe it's because Carl made her feel harmless (or that he wasn't a threat to her).

Maybe it's because this world is too different from what she has experienced, full of gunpowder, gunfire, and the ugliest twisted evil of human nature.

Maybe it's because... In short, the current Claire seems to be more lively——

"Lovejoy?" Carl's voice came from the bathroom, seeing no one responded, he spoke again: "Lovejoy——"

"It's me, master." Claire said: "Lovejoy has been arranged to fetch wine for you from the warehouse, and he won't be back in a while. You can tell me something." (Her honorific nondescript)

Carl was silent for a while: "Bring me the bath towel."

……kindness?

Carl Hockley couldn't help but curse impatiently when he didn't get the bath towel he asked for.In fact, he's been trying to hold back his quick-tempered and fiery temper in order to look more like a [nobility], but look what kind of idiot Lovejoy got himself?

After waiting for a while, Cal Hockley, who still didn't get a response, was finally out of anger. He rubbed his eyebrows reluctantly, and decided to get the damn bath towel himself!

He stood up, stepped out of the bathtub with his slender legs, and the water droplets quickly slid down the skin texture - the door opened.

"Uh," Claire turned her head away with a stiff expression, and handed out the long bath towel in her hand.It was taken from his hand very roughly by Cal Hockley, who quickly put it on.

"I really don't know how Lovejoy thinks you are a reliable guy!" The rich young master murmured dissatisfiedly, without any sense of being a gentleman, and even said righteously: "I'm talking to you! You rude bastard - you should be looking at me!"

Claire turned her head quickly, and glanced at Carl, although he was still disheveled, but at least, uh, it covered some embarrassing parts.

She was finally able to keep her eyes on his face.

The author has something to say: Let everyone wait for a long time, the update will resume today, okay?miss you!