[British and American Drama] Mental Correction

Carl patted the blanket on Ruth's body with a stiff face, trying to warm his tone (but he failed), he was as cold as a machine: "You must be frozen, let's get out of here quickly."

Claire saw Carl force Ruth to turn around with a tough attitude, and then pushed her forward. When passing by the captain, the elderly gentleman asked, "Should I give him some money?"

Carl stopped.Claire stood behind him and saw him turning his head back, commanding her with indifferent eyes: "Then Carlisle, why don't you give this Mr. Jack some money, how about 20 yuan?"

Ruth stopped in her tracks, feeling incredible: "Your beloved woman was saved...she is only worth 20 yuan in your eyes?"

Carl was silent.A few seconds later, his left eyebrow was raised, and a haughty smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Well, Ruth is angry~" He nodded his chin in distress: "Oh, I have a good idea."

He smiled, turned and walked towards Jack.Clare had a full view of his expression: Karl was deliberately playing with the arrogant attitude of a gentleman, and his voice was high-spirited: "Please have dinner with us tomorrow!" He meant something: "Please explain it later The heroic deeds connected with you—”

Claire planned to stay and ask Jack about the reasons for what happened between him and Ruth, but in the end he had to give up under Carl's cold gaze, and another confidant of the young master, Lovejoy, stayed.At the same time, Claire heard Carl whispering to the crew in a gloomy tone, he was saying: Tomorrow, give him some color.

Carl finally held back all his anger and sent Ruth back to the room.In the process, Claire silently followed behind them.None of the three spoke, only the clattering sound of the heels of their shoes touching the planks of the boat.

Perhaps because there was no one else around, his false smile finally disappeared.There was undisguised anxiety and impatience when looking at Ruth.

"Listen! No matter what happened to you on the deck, there will be no next time."

What responded to him was Ruth's equally indifferent gaze, and she closed the door of her room forcefully in front of him.

Carl didn't move. After a long time, he finally turned his head: "I want to know what happened!"

"...Of course, sir."

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"That is to say, you did see Ruth almost fall off the Titanic when you arrived?" Carl was incredulous.But immediately, the concern for his fiancée was quickly banned by others: "Then how can I explain the vest and shoes that that bastard named Jack took off on the ground?!"

I don't know what Carl was thinking, his face was ugly: "Something must have happened between them!"

"Yes...something must have happened between them...!"

Carl let out an angry cry, and the perfume bottle on the table was thrown to the ground in a very rude manner. The strong fragrance that could be called pungent filled his nostrils, and the man sat on the chair with difficulty concealing his despondency...

"What the hell are women thinking?" he said to himself.

"Isn't the money I gave her enough? Damn it..." Claire wasn't sure if he had said that extremely insulting word, but she still said, "What you give doesn't necessarily mean what she wants of."

She thought of the girl crying suppressed in the room, she said, there was no love between them.

"Then what does she want?" Carl suddenly raised his head and asked, the soft indoor lights enveloped his face, making his expression lose the previous arrogance and meanness, and he looked extraordinarily confused, as if he was not satisfied with her Feel incredible.

"Do you love him?" Claire suddenly became curious.

However, to her surprise, Karl did not give her a positive answer immediately.The young gentleman even showed a momentary look of confusion, and then he nodded, with a natural tone: "Of course! She and I are a match made in heaven! I can provide protection for Ruth and the others' poor life, and she can Give me and my family a decent noble status~ There is no one more suitable for each other than us, it is tailor-made!"

He emphasized again: "Of course I love her!"

It was only at this point that Claire really showed a smile in front of Cal Hockley, a smile that could not help laughing and had an obvious smile.She couldn't control her eyebrows and eyes, her crescent-like smiling eyes were rare to see, and her gray pupils were reminiscent of the twinkling stars in the night sky, dazzling and full of charm.

She's laughing: this stupid rich guy doesn't even realize what love can do to a woman.In his world, it is obvious that his fiancée not loving him is not within the scope of his troubles.What is even more troubling to him is whether he can get his share of decency smoothly.

This kind of childish view of feelings like a primary school student is simply the childishness of "I will exchange candy for your pudding, if you don't give it to me, I will be angry".His affection for Ruth, in fact, was more of a possessive one.And where are the really stupid women?Especially for a woman who has not been dazzled by love, Ruth may have experienced Karl's attitude of treating her as his possession more than anyone else.

It's so pitiful, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to win the love of his fiancée.

Claire couldn't help but pat Carl on the shoulder, this action seemed to wake up the man who was watching her.I saw Karl dodging his eyes in a panic, and lowered his head: "What are you laughing at?"

She nodded her chin, thinking that she would only stay for a few days, she responded with a relaxed tone: "Probably because the young master's lies were too sincere? After all, you even tricked yourself into it."

Carl was very dissatisfied, but maybe Claire's attitude was too casual and lazy. The person who had always been indifferent and kept a sense of distance took the initiative to let go of that layer of barriers, allowing him to enjoy such an atmosphere for a while: "I didn't lie .”

Claire didn't want to make more arguments, and nodded perfunctorily: "Then boss, you should be gentler to Miss Ruth." She thought of the flame-haired beauty: "Gentle people are more attractive, blindly declaring sovereignty, in fact, there is no It means so much~”

"You know women well?" Carl asked.

After Claire heard this, her eyes flicked to Carl's blue eyes.Those eyes were as bright as twinkling gray stars, making it difficult to look directly at, and the whole face looked indistinguishable from male and female, full of indescribable charm.

She laughed: "Believe me, I know women very well."

Her response was Carl who suddenly pushed her out of the room.He looked anxious again.His expression was panicked, his eyes dodged.After Claire was pushed out of the room, they had a short look at each other. Carl was flustered and looked at her in a weird and inexplicable way.

Uh, it's clear that the atmosphere before was not bad, huh?

Claire shook her head helplessly, said goodnight to the closed door, and then turned and left.

What she said was: "No matter how you feel at the moment, I wish you a beautiful dream."

Carl, of course, didn't respond.

And Claire naturally didn't know how much frightened Carl was by her careless smile. He was still thinking about why his heart beat faster when lying on the bed inconceivably, especially because of a man? !

Cal Hockley forced himself to close his eyes. He hadn't had any good dreams that night.

And after a night of tossing and turning, the respected Mr. Hockley still chose to ignore his inexplicable heartbeat the night before, pretending that nothing happened and calling Claire to act with him.Even he himself secretly feels that the life of the nobles is extremely boring, but inexplicably, the existence of Claire makes him feel that he seems to have found something interesting.

He even insisted on taking Claire to the restaurant for the daily socializing.He also provided Claire with a more tailored suit, emphasizing her cold but handsome charm.

Even Claire's identity is still his servant (this cannot be concealed).

But there is no doubt that when Carl took Claire to the restaurant, when he found that most of the gentlemen in the hall mistakenly thought that Claire was also one of the rich people, and even showed the intention of making friends, Carl could hardly hide the deep emotion in his eyes. Strong smile.Yes, he is happy.He himself didn't know why he was so happy about such an inexplicable thing!

But as one of the parties involved, Claire didn't feel any honor.In fact, she listened to the men chatting about innocuous topics over the course of the meal, bragging to each other about their wealth and women, and the women showing off their jewelry and dresses.All he could do was hold back one yawn after another.Sometimes there would be uncontrollable tear bubbles in the corners of the eyes, which she would cover up with rapid blinks.

Claire can naturally feel the subtle change in Carl's attitude towards her, but she still doesn't know his intention to keep her by his side. After all, Lovejoy is undoubtedly a better servant in every respect.She was distressed briefly, and then poured a glass of red wine for Carl gracefully.

OK, what a perfect day (indifferent face).

And Ruth disappeared quickly after the meal, Carl didn't say much, and he didn't even pay too much attention to Ruth's lost expression on the table.

After finishing the meal, Carl even took the account book back to his dormitory, intending to review the annual accounts in his free time.This is undoubtedly an extremely huge project, because when Carl realized it, the day was gradually coming to an end again quietly, and they ushered in dinner time.

Carl took out the suit from the closet, and controlled himself not to look at the person who was dozing on the chair a few meters away. After ten minutes, he walked towards Claire and gently shook the person who made him feel dissatisfied two days ago. young people.

"Maybe we should get something to eat?" he asked, even though he didn't really need to.

They met Jack at the spiral staircase of the restaurant.This handsome young man's hair was all sparse on the back of his head, revealing a full and smooth head, and a prominent, overly handsome face.The tuxedo fit him so well, so well, and the blue eyes looked stunning.

He secretly winked at Claire, and seemed to be very satisfied with his new look, full of undisguised childishness.Claire frowned.After Karl saw it, he felt inexplicably upset: "What are you doing?!"

He looked very unhappy: "A servant must act like a servant!" This ungentlemanly violent temper made both Claire and Jack speechless, and the two gestured to each other to talk later, then A quick goodbye.

But Karl couldn't ignore it.

"Looks like you know each other?" The man asked suddenly.He still kept that fake smile on his face, and greeted everyone he passed by, but the voice came from the smiling lips, which sounded very unpleasant.

Claire nodded: "Yes, we met once."

The conversation was deadlocked, and Claire didn't even understand why Carl fell into a bad mood again.However, he didn't say anything, he just remained dissatisfied, his jaw was raised arrogantly and reservedly, and his calm and almost warm eyes in the early morning appeared arrogant again - what an inexplicable guy.

Claire thought so, and gave up the intention to speculate on his thoughts. It seemed that since the first day they met, Karl's emotional ups and downs had always been so huge.

And Cal Hockley's inexplicable emotional ups and downs, when he turned around and saw Ruth brought Jack to him, he really climbed to the peak——

The smile on Ruth's face was sweet and pleasant: "Honey, this is the Jack Dawson you met last night, and now he is invited to the dinner."

Carl: "...Wow, this is really incredible~!" He expressed exaggerated emotion, as if this was the first time they met today: "I never knew that a piece of clothing can change people so much."

He glanced at Jack and Ruth with a half-smile, and finally fixed his gaze on Claire's face: "Maybe I should ask him where I found this, such an ingenious tailor."

The atmosphere became awkward.

Jack didn't take it too seriously, perhaps because he had already prepared himself mentally, so he just showed a smile: "Then I think he will be happy about it. After all," he said with an expression similar to Carl's He sized him up critically: "This is a big deal~"

Ruth looked appreciatively at Jack's tactful counterattack, in fact, she didn't even pay Carl any more attention.However, this rich young master, who has always shown a strong possessive desire, seems to have receded a little more attention from Ruth than before?

Claire thought uncertainly, ignoring Carl's seemingly observing gaze - which made her feel very uncomfortable.

This evening, Jack Dawson was amazing.Wearing an evening gown, he sat beside the nobles, nouveau riche, steel tycoon, and many wealthy people who had made achievements in different fields, and he dealt with all the difficulties with a rare calmness.

On this night, he earned the respect of others.

Whether or not they really believed what Jack said, for example, his real identity was actually just a down-and-out painter, and even the boat tickets were won from others, which did not detract from the charm of Jack Dawson.

Claire sighed and looked at Ruth who couldn't hide her affection at all.The young girl's green pupils are burning with fervent flames. Jack Dawson's rebellious, free and unrestrained, unrestrained, is so attractive to her, making her feel that her boring and depressing life has shone a bright light.

Even when she was listening to Jack's travel experience, she couldn't hide her yearning and envy at all.

And Mrs. Bucket, who was sitting next to her, couldn't control her expression either.As Ruth's performance became more obvious, her expression became more ugly.After Mrs. Bucket made things difficult for Jack for the nth time and was easily resolved by him, the middle-aged lady, who could vaguely see the beauty of her youth, took Ruth's hand from under the table.

Her eyes were warning, she didn't know what to do, Ruth showed pain and anger.

"Claire—" Carl's low voice called back her attention: "Yes, master."

Carl pulled out a cigarette and put it to his lips, tilting his head, waiting for her to light it.

When the flames lit up, he squinted, and Claire heard him sigh softly: "You are very concerned about my fiancée."

"..."

Claire never answered.She stood up straight and looked straight ahead, as if she had never heard anything. Of course, she never looked at Ruth again.

She thought she shouldn't arouse the jealousy of the villain boss, because it might bring some bad news.

This kind of gathering of rich people is boring and boring, the same and disappointing.When Carl finishes eating and Rockyjoy takes Claire's place, she gets a short break to eat.

During this time, she decided to meet Jane and Lily whom she met on the first day on the ship.After preparing some desserts, Claire came to the third class——

Whoa, look what she saw~!

Claire looked in shock at the card table set up in the cabin, the workers playing cheerful music, and the people dancing with each other... Cheers and screams came and went~!Lily held her hand and twirled it. The young girl was wearing a beautiful floral dress and asked shyly with her face covered: "Brother Claire, don't you want me to dance?"

Her heart suddenly softened.

Claire squatted down with a smile: "Of course, this is my honor."

She was holding Lily's hand, and the close-fitting suit jacket made her look more clumsy when she bent over and danced. The black hair fixed behind her head with pomade was scattered on her cheeks, which softened her cold and serious temperament a lot. The good-looking face finally no longer looked purely handsome, but became indistinguishable between male and female.

This rat-crawled place, which is seen as dirty in the eyes of the ship a few floors away, is filled with the purest joy and enthusiasm of the people at the bottom.Lily let out a scream of surprise, and was carried by Claire on her neck.She cheered, "Jane! Jane! Look at me! Look at me!"

"Claire picked me up!!"

Jane, who was standing off the stage, showed a gentle smile.This young woman raised her daughter alone. The hardships of life did not leave obvious marks on her face, but her eyes always seemed very forgiving.

Claire looked at her, unaware that Lovejoy, who was watching Jack and Rose at the stairs more than ten meters away, also had a clear view of her position.And under this brief gaze, Claire and Ruth's actions were reported to Carl Hockley——

"What did you say?" Carl's tone was full of disbelief.He couldn't believe that within a day, his fiancée and his...servants were all attracted by the humble and terrible third-class cabin. A sense of betrayal.

Of course, he ignored the weirdness of hearing that Claire had a good time with some girls in third class.If we have the perspective of God, we will naturally understand where his sense of disobedience comes from.No matter how shallow this young master's understanding of women is, it doesn't mean that he doesn't have the slightest feeling for Claire's female identity.

In fact, I'm afraid his body, his subconscious mind, has received the message [Claire is a lady] before he himself realizes it.And this sense of disobedience, which is difficult to mediate, also made Carl involuntarily give Claire more attention...even if he himself didn't know why.

Can't say what is the reason.Cal Hockley finally stood upright.He wanted to take a look at what the third-class cabin would look like for his fiancée and Claire Vidor to go so happily.

Yes, he wants to see it.

Therefore, after ten minutes, Carl stood in front of the stairs of the third-class cabin party with a face of embarrassment and disbelief.The obese man who had just downed a jug of beer let out a roar of "I can still drink it!" and fell heavily at Carl's feet.This made the man take a few steps back majestically—is this the third-class cabin?

God, it was as messy as he thought it would be!dirty!

Lovejoy is ordered to capture Rose and Jack.

And Carl Hockley, who was left alone, began to regret the stupid decision he had made. Why couldn't he think about coming here to experience the damn third-class atmosphere? !

Just when he was about to leave, the music suddenly changed, and a more cheerful piano sound flowed out. Everyone in the cabin cheered in unison. People who knew and did not know exchanged dance partners. When Karl realized that he had been squeezed into the up the board.

"Boss?"

Carl turned around in a panic. He felt embarrassed and inexplicable. Could it be that he was curious about the third-class cabin, which was nothing to be curious about? !

"Carl~" Claire called again.

The person who had been turning his back on her froze, but insisted on never looking back.Lily also stopped dancing with Jane, and tilted her head to look at them curiously.Claire smiled reassuringly: "Keep dancing, dear Lily."

Carl quickly turned his head to look at [Dear Lily], and after realizing that the other party was just a young child, he couldn't tell what emotion he was feeling, and felt a little embarrassed and ashamed for no reason.

Claire had already wrapped his arms around his shoulders: "Maybe you can dance women's steps?"

"……?"what?

Carl only felt that Claire's hand didn't even use much force, and it spun around the stage holding him.There was still a smile in his (her) gray eyes, and when he looked at his little dance partner a few minutes ago, he even took time to wink at her.

The child named Lily laughed happily.

They were spinning and dancing, and Karl even had the illusion that he could smell the perfume on Claire's body.The world behind him (her) is blurred into the background.In such an unbridled, lively, and enthusiastic environment, Carl felt that his breathing became lighter.

Then he watched Claire get closer to his face, seeing himself reflected in Claire's pupils, feeling inexplicably nervous.

Carl held his breath—

"Why are you here?"

He heard Claire's inquiry.I can't tell if I was relieved or inexplicably disappointed.He opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Claire, who thought the music was too loud so Karl couldn't hear it, turned up the volume and got closer to the man's ear in the spinning dance steps.Karl only felt his (her) slender and strong fingers pinning his shoulder blades, and his breath sprayed on his cheeks: "Why are you here?"

Because I want to know why you...and Ruth are here.I am curious about the charm of this place where countless poor people gather.

Carl responded inwardly, then stopped dancing.

At this time, Claire couldn't understand the meaning of his gaze at all, she just felt inexplicably familiar, as if she had seen similar hesitancy before.However, just before she was about to wake up to the meaning in his eyes, Karl raised his face, and the disgusting, arrogant mask was put on his face again: "A servant should behave like a servant, you can't make it look like a servant." I come to you personally every time."

This is not the first time Carl has shown his arrogance, and his unpredictable mood makes Claire lose the desire/desire to explore him.If it was a few years ago, Claire might even have ridiculed him for the first time, would want to break the mask on his face, and would want to explore his reality.At that time, Claire was as intolerant of others, many people, as ordinary girls.

But now, she just nodded, infinitely tolerant: "Well, I understand." She didn't feel any unhappiness because of this, let alone a wave of turmoil in her heart.

Well, because she had seen worse arrogance.

Claire thought of Brett and his son who regarded humans as prey, thought of Farrell who put human flesh in the recipe, and thought of what Jervis, who regarded Claire as his soul mate, did (such as injecting her to make her lose Mobility)... Their arrogance is the real arrogance.

And Carl Hockley?Compared with the real bad guys, he is just not good-tempered at best.In addition to causing unpleasantness, he will not even cause real harm (such as abuse) to others.

Carl, who didn't see any reaction from Claire, was disappointed again.He stopped dancing, pushed away the crowd almost savagely, and walked towards the stairs.

Claire looked at the back of the man leaving, and finally did not catch up after thinking—she thought that Karl might need to be alone.

Naturally, she would not know that her choice made Karl feel even worse.

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Day [-]:

Karl shook the coffee in his hand slowly, the mellow coffee was undoubtedly very refreshing in the morning.His fiancée, the beautiful Miss Ruth, is reading with a book bowed.

Neither of them communicated, but there was no doubt that their inner activities had absolutely nothing to do with the person opposite.

In the end, it was still Karl who opened the topic. He wanted to reject the inexplicable behavior that he always associated with his servant.Especially the other party is still a cold-tempered, won't get angry, smiles inexplicably, and has a strange patience with children... a man.

Carl cleared his throat, his willfulness was undoubtedly revealed at this time, when he felt unhappy, he wanted one more person to accompany him to be unhappy.He said, "Ruth, don't go third class again, hear me?"

Ruth paused her fingers flipping the book, she raised her head: "I am not a worker in your factory, I want to be called around by you like this..." Ruth paused for a second: "I am your fiancee."

This is the first time she has admitted that she is Karl's fiancée.If you are a smart person, you will understand that your fiancée has not forgotten her identity. In fact, she may be able to let go of some of her obsessions after experiencing such free and unscrupulous fun (of course there are Possibly more yearning, it's all possible).

But there is no doubt that if Ruth can be given more time and tolerance, then there is still a great possibility that this woman will treat her differently.

Carl, however, did not.

After hearing what his fiancée said, he was not as ecstatic as he once thought. In fact, Karl felt irritable.Even he himself couldn't explain why he was so anxious.

Carl just stood up: "Yes, you are still my fiancée! Even soon to be my wife! Everyone knows this!"

"Aha! Everyone knows!" Carl paused when he mentioned the word [Everyone knows], and the anger between his brows became heavier, and he couldn't even control his urge to smash things.He thought of Ruth's rejection of him, of Jack's shoes and coat on the board, of her clumsy lies, of...

He finally shouted hoarsely: "Then you must be loyal to me! Just like a wife is loyal to her husband-don't shame me!"

Ruth froze.She hardly knew what to say at this moment... She just had red eyes.

If the quarrel could be judged as a victory, Karl would undoubtedly have won completely, but the decadent expression on his face turned his firepower into a vain force, revealing his confusion and disappointment in this upcoming marriage, Karl Whispered: "Don't take me for an idiot, Ruth."

He leaves the room.

After returning to the room, Carl never went out again. After he refused lunch and then refused to eat dinner, Claire finally opened the door of his room at the request of Lovejoy.

"I think you need to eat something." She considered the suggestion, but the expected anger did not appear, and Claire came closer.Carl fell asleep on the bed with his face upturned.

His brows were still tightly furrowed, as if even in his dream he had some great troubles.

Claire took two steps closer, reached out and pushed Carl's shoulder: "Are you awake? Hi?"

"Hi, Claire~" Carl opened his eyes, his blue eyes looked at Claire, and the smile on his lips was almost gentle.

"Why are you here?" he asked, just like Claire once asked him.

Then?Then Carl woke up!

The man sat up straight almost in embarrassment!Because of embarrassment, his ears were red, God knows why he talked to Claire in such a tone!He didn't even dare to look up and meet Claire's eyes!

How is this going?Why did everything develop like this?Why did he treat Claire differently for no reason?Why does he feel that he is different from everyone he has come into contact with before?

Even though Claire was handsome and beautiful, with a slender figure, humble and polite, and unexpectedly good-natured, she never showed any displeasure with his bossing around, and was even patient with children...but damn, he's a man!

Carl could hardly help scratching his hair!

Claire is a man!

If he was a woman, Cal Hockley happened to have a lot of money, maybe, maybe they could make a deal... Cal Hockley as a businessman has always felt that [being rich] is his most shining quality.However, Claire is not!

Hockley couldn't hold his head up. If, just if, Claire realized his inexplicable fascination with him (her), would he despise him?Will you look down on him?Would it go public and make Cal Hockley a laughing stock in high society?

Oh no, he can't be a laughing stock... Karl's chaotic thoughts were finally interrupted——

"You should get up and eat something." Claire suggested.She stretched out her hand and patted Carl's left arm holding the quilt, and Carl shivered as if stimulated.

This is so embarrassing.

Claire stood up, guessing that perhaps her touch had offended him.Therefore, it is only a regretful apology: "I think maybe it would be better for Lovejoy to come in."

She exited the room at Carl's stop.

It wasn't a good night.Carl has always been preoccupied, but for some reason, Claire always feels unspeakable uneasiness.until the boat stopped.

After the hull gave a huge shock for 8 minutes, the huge ship, which was said to be unsinkable, stopped.Claire asked the passing crew what happened in the cabin, and was told that a piece of the propeller might have fallen off.

After Claire repeated this answer to Carl, the young businessman only raised his eyebrows without raising any objections.Claire had to change the subject regretfully: "Maybe you want to get in touch with your fiancée, sir. Maybe she was frightened?"

"Of course." Karl replied, but there was nothing more to do.

Claire let out a short sigh inwardly for the little boss's progress in chasing his wife, and decided to give up participating in this matter.In fact, she still had a lot of doubts about the "propeller" falling, so she decided to ask about the situation in detail.

"Where are you going?" Carl asked loudly.

Claire pointed upstairs, signaling that she would go to the bow of the ship to take a look.When she heard the sound, Carl had already chased after her.He still had the big windbreaker Lovejoy brought for him in his hand, and he draped it on Claire's shoulders without hesitation.

"You're welcome. If I feel cold, I will ask you to come back. You are just a hanger." Carl emphasized with a cold face.

Claire nodded, but there was a smile in her eyes.

Many people gathered around the board, and they even played with ice cubes that were bigger than footballs. Only now did Claire and Carl realize that there was no so-called propeller falling off, but that they had hit an iceberg!

The helmsman, Mr. Murdoch, and Captain Edward hurried past them, talking nonstop about the impact of the collision with the iceberg on the hull of the ship and the forward movement of the ship.

And then...they met Jack and Rose.

"I'm going to find you." Ruth was the first to break the silence.She took a few steps forward, still holding Jack's hand.She was trembling a little, but she didn't seem afraid.

She said: "Jack and I just witnessed the scene where the ship collided with the iceberg. It was really terrifying! The scene was very dangerous, and the shock from the ship's hull was very strong."

"Then Jack and I heard the crew's discussion. It didn't sound as peaceful as they said. I don't know how it will be resolved in the end and what impact it will have, but I think I should tell my mother and you."

Ruth looked a little cold.

Jack immediately took off his coat and put it on her body.The two looked at each other with tenderness and tenderness in their eyes.

Karl?Carl remained expressionless the entire time.

And this stare at each other obviously gave Ruth courage, she squeezed Jack's hand even harder: "I don't think I can fulfill my marriage contract with you. I have no love for you."

"Are you done?" Carl asked.

"After finishing speaking, you can leave. If you continue to stay here, I can't guarantee whether I can maintain my gentlemanly demeanor-I will let you know that provoking me is a very, very dangerous thing."

Ruth smiled brightly: "Of course, you're right!" She exchanged a glance with her lover, then kissed each other as if no one else was there, and left quickly holding hands, without showing any fascination for Carl behind her.

This is probably the happiest and most sincere smile on Claire's face when she saw Ruth.

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