[British and American Drama] Mental Correction

[Chapter 45]

This is actually a very embarrassing scene.However, apart from Claire himself, I am afraid that the other party has no feeling.

They met in the cramped bathroom doorway.Carl Hockley was expressing his many dissatisfaction with Claire Vidor.Seeing this tall and handsome young man in front of him dodging his eyes and looking at the bathtub behind him through his shoulder, Carl's dissatisfaction became even stronger——

[What a rude guy. ] As he thought about it, he suddenly realized that being serious with an "inferior person" like Claire Vidore was only lowering his own grade, and he immediately raised his face arrogantly.

And Claire?She tried to ignore Cal Hockley, who was wearing a bathrobe loosely on her body, revealing her white chest and the water dripping down her hair.Ignoring these small drops of water one by one, hurriedly or slowly slipped over the man's rolling Adam's apple, tight skin, and finally sank into the neckline of the bathrobe.Because of the close distance, Claire could even smell the shampoo on Cal Hockley.

Holding her breath patiently, she complied with Karl's request and looked into his face.

The arrogance and rebellion in the man's expression are fully displayed in the pair of lake green pupils.He raised his face, looked at people with contempt, his eyelids drooped, the corners of his lips turned down, his nose even sucked, he looked extremely childish~!

This scene inexplicably made Claire feel a little funny, and a few strands of smiles could not help but appear in her eyes.

Carl was stunned for a moment, feeling somewhat cramped under the gaze of those gray eyes, and then waved his hand quickly and anxiously: "Get out of the way!"

"Master, can I come in?" Lovejoy's voice sounded outside the door, Carl agreed and walked towards the closet.And Lovejoy, who got the response, also pushed the door open.

The old servant walked in with two bottles of red wine respectfully, and when he passed by Claire, he didn't even share a moment with her from the corner of his eye.Claire shrugged noncommittally. After waiting for a while, she thought she had no other orders and started to leave the room——

"Where are you going?" Karl asked.

"No, I just left the space for you."

Carl pursed his lips, and then he didn't know what to say to Lovejoy. The old loyal servant walked up to Carlisle: "You go to Miss Bucket's now and tell me to dress yourself up. Master Carl will be in her room with her at night have dinner together."

Claire blinked, realizing that Miss Bucket was actually Ruth DeWitt Bucket and quickly left the room.No matter how much she vilified Cal Hockley in her heart, after knocking on Ruth's door, she still embellished those damn imperative words to make them sound as sweet and romantic as possible.

Mrs. Bucket (Ruth's mother) showed a joyful smile and agreed for Ruth first.The beautiful red-haired girl showed her boredom and impatience unabashedly~ Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her tone was aggressive: "I refuse! This is my first day on the Titanic, and I'm going to Greetings from the people on board! I have a lot of issues related to Titanic that I would like to discuss with the captain.” Ruth spoke plausibly, and then she suddenly showed a sweet smile and said sincerely: “Please be sure to convey my helplessness to Carl, okay? ?”

It's a smile no one can refuse.

Claire avoided her eyes shyly: "Yes, yes, miss." And as the words fell, the door quickly closed in front of him.Mrs. Bucket's screams were not silenced in the room.

She screamed, "Do you know what you're doing? How can you turn down Carl's invitation!!"

I don't know what Ruth said, but I can only vaguely hear Mrs. Bucket's disbelief: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"How can you be so willful—"

Claire, who was about to leave, was hesitant to remind them to pay attention to the volume of the sound. She noticed the curious gazes from the servants in other rooms walking outside, and all she could do was smile at her as if nothing had happened.Under this kind of staring, it really dispels the intention of the curious to come closer and snoop.

But she can't stay here forever.What's more, this kind of behavior, which can be regarded as eavesdropping on other people's privacy, made her feel embarrassed.

The people in the room were still unaware.In other words, Mrs. Bucket had already entered a state of hysteria, and her tone became more and more violent: "Do you still think we are the same as when your father was alive? No! No! It is no longer the same!"

"For us now, what dignity is there besides the crumbling noble title?! Oh, yes, there are also countless debts." Mrs. Bucket lowered her voice: "We have no money."

"And Hockley is our only, last resort."

"Our lives need security..."

"No! It's you!" Ruth, who had been silent all this time, suddenly let out a scream, and her voice was full of tears: "Why are you so selfish, have you never considered my feelings?"

Because of the proximity to the door, even though Ruth's voice was lowered, it didn't affect Claire's ability to hear the girl's cry: "I don't love him at all!"

"His attitude is always superior, he handles things harshly and indifferently, and he speaks boringly without connotation! He can't even recognize my little hobby of collecting paintings! I..."

"Shut up!" Ruth's crying was interrupted, and Mrs. Bucket's voice was indifferent: "Ruth, you are still too young. You will understand later that love is not the whole of life."

Claire realized that their conversation was coming to an end, she left the place silently.And smiled at the maid who seemed to be approaching to listen on purpose just now, put her index finger in front of her lips silently, and walked away after seeing the reddened nod of her cheek to promise that the news would not be leaked.

I can't tell whether it is sympathy or pity in my heart.Although Mrs. Bucket's words cannot be regarded as completely wrong, there is one point she cannot refute, and that is, this mother is indeed extremely selfish.

Even if love is not necessarily the whole of life, most people have their own right to choose.Just like some people will choose money, some people will choose love, regardless of the bitterness and joy of the ending, this is the result of personal choice, and naturally there will be no regrets and dissatisfaction.But it is a pity that Mrs. Bucket made her choice for Ruth from the beginning.

She couldn't accept losing her luxurious life like this.So it wasn't the way Ruth chose to live in the first place, it was the way she chose to live.

Claire shook her head.And in the process of going back, he organized his own language, trying to make Karl accept Ruth's rejection of him more quickly.

"Did Ruth say anything else?" Carl asked, his expression was full of dissatisfaction, but there was faint expectation in his eyes——

"Yes, Miss Ruth said that she regrets not being able to accept your invitation, and hopes for your understanding."

"I see." Carl waved his hand to signal Claire to step back, but the brows that had been furrowed silently relaxed.

This is truly a sad unrequited love.Claire thought, restraining her sympathy—at this moment, she would not know what kind of shock the beautiful Miss Ruth in her heart, who needed to be cared for, would bring her with her courage in a few hours. ...and trouble.

It all starts at dinner time.

Claire stood guard at the door of the restaurant, and Lovejoy accompanied Carl, serving his young master to eat.This is simply the best job, except that some people have to endure a little hunger, there is no dissatisfaction.

The few people in the restaurant were obviously not happy.

Claire noticed through the glass window that Ruth had lit a lady's cigarette, perhaps in a faint protest.Carl stubbed out her cigarette unhappily, and could feel the atmosphere at the table even if it was far away.

Ruth stood up suddenly.She seemed to be running out of patience.

Vibrant red hair fell over her shoulders, making her fair skin almost glow.There was water in those green eyes.

She pushed away everyone and rushed out of the restaurant——

Claire hesitated whether to follow.During this brief hesitation, Ruth had already escaped her eyes... Claire chased after her.

"Hey! What are you doing? Jack?" Who would have thought that Jack would reach out and grab Ruth's hand firmly around the edge of the boat rail.This handsome young man looked anxious: "Claire? Leave it alone, come and help me!"

"Help me~" Ruth yelled in despair, her body was hanging out of the railing, as long as Jack let go, she would fall into the dark sea and be run over by the fast-moving giant ship mercilessly ...

Claire huddled beside Jack and quickly grabbed Ruth's other hand. The two "men" worked hard together, and finally successfully rescued Ruth onto the board.

"What's going on?" asked the belated sailor, looking between the three of them, Claire noticed Jack's boots and coat off the board, and a man with limp feet who was lying on the ground. Ruth, who was panting on the ground, her plump breasts heaved up and down violently... Uh, this is indeed imaginative.

Claire stood up after watching Jack being handcuffed: "I thought there was some misunderstanding, in fact," and she didn't actually know what happened.

Fortunately, even though Ruth took her words, she comforted the irritated Carl: "Carl, I think you misunderstood! Yes, it's all a misunderstanding."

"Actually, it's because I was lying on the railing, wanting to see, wanting to see..." Ruth was at a loss for words, and her expression made it obvious that she was lying.

"Is it a propeller?" Carl suggested.

"Yes, it was the propeller! Then I fell! It was Jack who saved me!" She let out a long sigh of relief: "Thanks Jack!"

Claire believes that everyone present at this time has seen through her clumsy lies.This girl is too young and innocent, maybe she has no chance to lie on weekdays, so after saying this, her eyes flickered and her expression was cramped, looking pitiful and hateful.

"She said she wanted to see the propeller." Carl repeated it to the people around him, choking out two embarrassing laughs, trying to help his fiancée hide that it seemed like cheating. There was also a dull scene.

The captain echoed: "Yes, I have long said that women and machines are not compatible." He walked up to Jack: "Is that what she said?"

"...Yes, more or less like that."

There was a sound of praise in the cabin, and everyone tried to cover up this embarrassing and embarrassing scene through a happy atmosphere.After sweeping around, Claire's gaze finally settled on Cal Hockley's face.

The man's expression was as arrogant as ever, his eyes were drooping, his thick eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, and there was still a few strands of deliberate indifference in his expression.However, the attitude of a gentleman who once made Claire feel impatient and ridiculous, felt a little fragile at this moment.

It's like, the arrogance carved into the skin by Cal Hockley is just a mask for him to protect himself to some extent.

Like her nonchalance.

作者有话要说：我是丹丹也是小池扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2016-06-0309:13:36

Dandan I love you, mememememe!