[Titanic] How could the male lead be an angel

How could the hero be an angel 01

——>> "Rebecca knows that the angel sent by God to save her has come."

United Kingdom.

Cold winter November.

The cold wind blew over one after another, piercing directly into the man's coat, piercing deeply into the bone, as painful as a needle prick.

Passers-by walking on the street are in a hurry, and their steps are getting bigger and bigger. They all hope that they can go home sooner, and sooner, because when they get home, they can make a cup of hot coffee or hot cocoa , and then sat on a chair in front of the fireplace and watched the fire flickering quietly.

Rebecca wore a pair of tattered clothes that could not withstand the cold wind, curled up into a ball and sat in the corner of an inconspicuous house, no one paid attention to her, and no one would pay attention to her.It's getting dark, who doesn't want to go back earlier, where there is still leisure to look around to see how others are doing.

She sat on the floor with her back against the wall, the bricks were icy cold, and her heart was cold, making Rebecca shiver from the cold.But what could she do?She can't go home now, she hasn't sold any of the matches in her pocket, and her stepmother will definitely beat her when she gets home.

Rebecca is the eldest daughter in the family, and there are two younger sisters brought by her stepmother.Her mother died when Rebecca was eight years old, and a year later her father married her stepmother, the vicious woman who now forces her to come out to sell matches in such cold weather.

When her father was at home, her stepmother was kind to her in every possible way, giving her food and clothes, but when her father had to travel far away for work, her stepmother changed her face and punished her in different ways.

Give her a few boxes of matches and ask her to sell them. This is a new way to punish her stepmother. The stepmother probably wants her to die in the ice and snow like a little match girl... Rebecca thought.

How much she wanted to tell her father what her stepmother had done to her, but her father would not believe it. The stepmother treated her better than her younger sister in front of her father.

How to do it?It was so cold outside that she almost froze.

Rebecca wants to go home, miss her father, miss her mother, but she can't go back. When she dies outside, her stepmother will probably shed a couple of tears and tell her father that she is dissatisfied with her, so she ran away pampered .Without her in the family, there is no trace of her mother's existence in this family. I am afraid that the stepmother will wake up with a smile in her dreams.

Just thinking about it makes me sad...

Her stomach made a dissatisfied sound of 'cuckoo' because she hadn't eaten all day. Rebecca felt hungry, tired and sleepy when she leaned against the wall. It's tomorrow's sun, she doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to die...

Who will save her?God, good God, please save her.

Rebecca's head was very dizzy, and her upper and lower eyelids seemed to be glued together. Just when she was about to fall into the snow and go to sleep with her mother, a pair of wipes appeared in front of her. Shiny black leather shoes.

Looking up along the leather shoes, there is a pair of powerful legs wrapped under the suit pants, and then up, is a black windbreaker, and then up, is...

Before she could see clearly, Rebecca collapsed dramatically in the shadow of the person who came with her back to the setting sun.

Rebecca knew that the angel sent by God to save her had come.

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Karl felt that he was very unqualified as a capitalist.

He showed a strange kindness today and brought back a woman who was about to freeze to death by the side of the road.

You must know that as a capitalist, doing things that harm others and benefit yourself is the right way. Making charitable donations and going to orphanages to visit unwanted children is just a hypocritical mask. The real purpose is just to reaffirm the reputation of your steel factory Gold.

But what happened to his actions today?Could this woman do him any good?What kind of madness did he have to bring this woman back?

Seeing Rebecca lying under the quilt after being changed into clean and tidy clothes by his maid, the capitalist Cal Hockley was inexplicably agitated. He couldn't explain his behavior of the holy father today.

Should he throw this woman out after she wakes up?If he doesn't throw her out, will he be responsible for raising her?If she can't bring him any favorable factors, won't he lose money by raising her?What if she couldn't wake up?Moreover, this room was not intended for strangers, but for his fiancée Rose.

Although... Rose is living in the hotel now, with her mother.

Oh his God!

Thinking of Roskar made her even more irritable.

The printed invitations came back twice, the lavender-coloured ruffles of the bridesmaids dresses he didn't like, the jewelry that Rose brought to the wedding didn't feel elegant enough, and a lot of other things and things that annoyed him Very annoying.

His fiancée was too picky, and the number of picks made Carl think that Rose seemed dissatisfied not with these wedding preparations, but with him as a person.

But how could Rose be dissatisfied with him?He helped the Bookett family solve their urgent needs.

Rose is like an untamed wild horse, with a primitive wildness and yearning for all unknown confusion, curiosity and rebelliousness. She is rebellious and unconstrained by the world, and she arouses his possessive desire.Poor, beautiful, proud, and different, he likes Rose like this.

When he knew that Rose's family owed a huge sum of money and couldn't repay it, he immediately stood up and said that he could help her family repay the debt and let her continue to live in the upper class as a celebrity, as long as she was willing to love him.

Rose, however, agreed to marry him...

"Sir, she's awake!"

Just as Carl was caught in the flashbacks of him and Rose, the maid told him that Rebecca had woken up.

Oh, in fact, the maid didn't say that he also saw the little beggar he picked up woke up.

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This... where is this...

When Rebecca opened her eyes, what she saw was the Italian-style crystal chandelier hanging on the ceiling that almost blinded her eyes.

The light was so dazzling that Rebecca was stimulated to close her eyes again, using the back of her hand to shield her eyes, and waited for herself to slowly adapt to the slightly stronger light for her just waking up.

The bed under her body was extremely soft, making Rebecca feel as if she was lying on cotton wool.The quilt covering her body was as thin as a cicada's wing, but it didn't make her feel cold at all.

She seemed to be in a warm cradle, and seemed to have returned to her mother's womb again, very comfortable, as if she could sleep soundly like this endlessly.The surroundings are so warm and quiet...

...Actually...it wasn't so quiet, she heard footsteps and small voices, not far away from her, just beside her.

"you're awake?"

This is a well-informed saying.

"I……"

Before she could utter a complete sentence, Rebecca's stomach whimpered first.

...that's really embarrassing.

"inued"