[Titanic] How could the male lead be an angel

How could the hero be an angel 24

——>> "He smelled bad cigarettes as she walked past him."

Rebecca won several times in a row, and Jack's ten dollars turned over several times, almost winning all the money in the pockets of those who went to the gambling table to place bets.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. They have no money on them, and the days are gone. The eyes of a few men who have lost everything looked at Rebecca suddenly with malicious intentions.

Rebecca didn't notice the strange eyes cast on her by others, and she was in a state of extreme brain excitement. She didn't understand what happened until Jack pulled her away from the gaming table. Rebecca looked at Jack. With a blank face: "What's wrong?"

It was the first time she came into contact with this thing, and she felt that it was very fresh, and she won everything again. The more she played, the more she played, and she couldn't stop the momentum.

"I..." Jack couldn't explain clearly that Rebecca had won too much money, and others were upset with her. If she stayed on the table and won money, she might be beaten up later. The bad guys don't care if you are a lady or not. Don't be polite.After a pause, Jack's eyes drifted away, and he saw his picture folder, and soon he had a reason: "I want to draw a picture for you!"

Draw a portrait of a girl who is extremely lucky and let him keep it, maybe it will bring her good luck, and make him earn more than he can afford every time he goes to the gambling table in the future.

Rebecca readily accepted Jack's statement, but after Jack finished drawing, he didn't put the drawing paper in his portfolio, but handed it to Rebecca.

Rebecca, who took over the portrait, glanced at herself on the drawing paper, and she looked very much like a real person. How could this be a painting?It is clearly a photo!

Rebecca thought that Jack was just asking her to take a look, but she didn't expect Jack to say, "Here you are."

"But you didn't mean to..."

"It's good luck to meet you." When he spoke, his deep blue eyes looked at him steadily, making people feel sincere from the heart, and his brows were also shining brightly: "And my luck is not No, I won the Titanic ticket at the gambling table, a very lucky round, just like the few games you won before."

"It's good luck!" Jack's supplement made Rebecca sigh that he was so lucky that he was able to win the third-class ticket of the Titanic, and also lamented that someone dared to bet on this, how brave he is: "I will definitely have good luck in the future! Life is bright and infinite!"

After hearing Rebecca's words, Jack smiled more warmly: "Lucky girl, I would like to lend you a good word!"

Rebecca hardly felt the passage of time when she was with Jack, and it was comfortable and enjoyable to be with him.When Jack asked her if she would stay in third class and share the salty bread with them, Rebecca realized it was time to go back.

She had to go to the dinner party, and Lawrence said he would come to pick her up!

Rebecca looked around, and the clock on the wall was already pointing to six.

"I'm sorry Jack, I have to go! Goodbye!" Rebecca hurriedly stood up, said goodbye to Jack and his friends, and walked towards the exit of the third-class cabin with her skirt in her hands.

The first-class dinner started at seven o'clock, and she had to change for the dinner, and it was almost too late!

"Wait for Rebecca!" Jack jumped up from the seat behind Rebecca: "I'll see you off!"

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Jack wanted to send Rebecca to the door of her room, like an upper-class gentleman sending a lady home, but Rebecca refused.She said that he was too talkative, and the topics he found were very fascinating, and if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would deliberately lose his way and not go back.

Seeing Rebecca's appearance, Jack knew that she was probably in a hurry, or was going to see someone, so he didn't force himself and accepted this lame excuse.As for whether Rebecca doesn't want to stay in the third-class cabin for meals... This Jack didn't think about it. She is a lady in the first-class cabin, but she is clearly different from those rich people.

On the way back to the room, Rebecca quickened her pace, thinking that Alice would help her dress up as soon as possible. It is not a faux pas to attend a first-class banquet, and she didn't even notice that she passed Carl.

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Carl frowned when he saw Rebecca walking towards him, but soon he didn't think that Mrs. Buckett, who was holding his arm, would find anything.

His Becca is a smart girl who will do the right thing at the right time, and besides, it doesn't matter if they know each other. His father was involved in business, and women are not interested in doing business by nature. After hearing what he said, Mrs. Bucket would definitely not continue to ask.

Unexpectedly, Rebecca completely ignored him.

His Beka walked past him without looking sideways, without even giving him a glimpse from the corner of his eye.

Carl felt that his nerves were like the white keys on a piano, pressed hard by the player.

Becca didn't look at him, or rather, didn't see him.

This realization annoyed Carl, but then he realized that Becca was right, but he was still annoyed, and he smelled bad cigarettes as she walked past him.

He also noticed a black paw print on her skirt in just a few seconds.

How did it happen?

Karl frowned unconsciously, he thought he should go find out at night.

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Rebecca saw a figure standing at the door of her room from a distance, and knew without thinking that it must be Lawrence.

She looked down at her attire, which seemed a bit messy because she had been to the third-class cabin.Rebecca pulled the skirt slightly to hide the black handprint on the right side of the skirt, and walked towards him: "Lawrence, have you been waiting for a long time?"

Lawrence, who heard Rebecca's voice, turned around and said, "No, I just came."

He has actually been waiting for Rebecca for more than an hour. When he first arrived, Alice said that Rebecca had gone to the library to read and hadn’t come back. He thought she was fascinated by reading, so he went to the library to look for her, but she was not there. library.I asked the administrator of the library, and I was told that there was a first-class lady who had read the book and had already left.

He asked again if he knew where Rebecca had gone. The administrator was busy using a mouse exterminator to exterminate the mice, so Lawrence had to go back to the door of Rebecca's room and wait.

A gentleman can't enter a lady's room without permission, so he just stands at the door until she comes back.

"Can you wait for me for a while?" Rebecca opened the door to let Lawrence in: "I'll change my clothes."

Rebecca didn't think about whether letting Lawrence into her room would affect her reputation, she just simply felt sorry for letting him stand outside and wait for her.

She has never attended a banquet, but she also knows a little bit about dinner etiquette from Carl. The ladies of the upper class spend most of the day dressing up for the dinner party. Rebecca thought that no matter how fast Alice moved, she would cooperate with the general manager for half an hour Yes, she couldn't make Lawrence wait outside.

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