[Titanic] How could the male lead be an angel

How could the hero be an angel 29

——>> "How is it possible?! How could Rebecca fall in love with a shameless scum?!"

Sudden was kicked vigorously by the mysterious man who ran to his side, Lawrence rolled backward twice, almost foaming at the mouth.He didn't even see which bastard scolded him!

His chest was so tight that Lawrence thought he should call a doctor later, not only for Rebecca, but for himself as well.Mainly to see for yourself.

He opened his eyes dizzily, and the things in front of him were all double-decker, with seventeen or eighteen reclining chairs floating in mid-air.Lawrence rubbed his eyes, shook his head, and looked hard to see clearly.

Where is Rebecca?Where's that bastard who kicked him just now?

Lawrence stood up while leaning on the railing, and coughed twice. In front of her was Rebecca's back, and she was dragged forward by a tall and big man.

Rebecca's walking was very strange, no wonder, her foot was still injured, and one of her high heels was not put on, it was thrown on the seat, the man dragged her regardless, he saw her almost fell down on the ground.

"Rebecca!" Lawrence called Rebecca's name and ran forward, trying to stop the man holding Rebecca, but the man didn't stop, but walked even faster.

Is it Cal Hockley?

Lawrence frowned. He openly said at the dinner table that he wanted to chase Rebecca, did he anger Hockley?Otherwise, he couldn't think of anyone who would touch him without saying anything, no, move his feet.This is unbelievable. What the 'superior people' love most is face, how could someone allow themselves to do something inelegant, let alone beat someone?

But that's okay, Lawrence quickly stretched the frown between his brows, and Hockley beat him up in front of Rebecca, Hockley had already lost, because no lady would like a violent man, he still You can use this to perform a bitter trick in front of Rebecca.

Rebecca heard Lawrence tell herself to look back at him.

He's fine.Although she didn't understand why Carl was so angry, she had to apologize to Lawrence on behalf of the capitalist.Rebecca knew that Karl would never say sorry to Lawrence, so she was the only one who came.Now this moment is obviously inappropriate, let's talk about it tomorrow, Lawrence is so generous, he will forgive.

"Mr. Hockley, please stay." Lawrence ran to Rebecca and Carl, covering the place where he was kicked, "Aren't you going to explain your behavior just now?"

"Don't fight back?" Carl raised one eyebrow, and the corner of his mouth pulled up a sarcasm. He had already made up his mind to fight Hamilton: "Mr. Hamilton's stomach is really taller than a mountain, bigger than a mountain." The sea is deep."

In Lawrence's eyes, Carl's expression was very flat. He was paying back for what he did at the banquet. He finally tore off the mask and faced himself with his true face.

"Don't fight back," Lawrence said nonchalantly, "You're just jealous of me."

"Jealous?" Carl thought for a while with a bitter face, as if what Lawrence said was so incomprehensible, and then he smiled: "It's ridiculous, you say I'm jealous of you?"

"That's right," Lawrence raised his chin confidently, and stared at him with green eyes, "I can tell the whole world how much I love Rebecca, but you can't."

Lawrence's words really hit him in the foot.Yes, he can't, he can't tell everyone on the table like Hamilton that Rebecca belongs to me.He was engaged, and the mother of his future wife was sitting next to him.

He hated the restriction.

"I can't," Carl repeated Lawrence's words, and he subconsciously squeezed Rebecca's arm, feeling her beside him, feeling her in his hands, feeling that he had her: "But it's okay, because I'm already like She snatched all her love like a predator, and she can't give it to you, even if it's just a little bit of her heel, she's already my woman."

After Carl finished speaking, he grabbed Rebecca's arm and left. No matter what Rebecca said, he pretended not to hear it.Not far from Becca's room.

Hockley...has he got...Rebecca...all the love?Rebecca is already... the bastard woman of Hockley?

Lawrence felt like an iron nail, and Cal Hockley's words were like a hammer, chiseling off with a 'snap', nailing him into the soil.

How can it be? !How could Rebecca fall in love with a shameless scum? !

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Rebecca was dragged and dragged all the way by the capitalists, she was so wronged that she was about to cry.

She had a sprained ankle, and one high-heeled shoe was still under the deck chair on the deck. She stepped directly on the cold wooden floor without shoes, and it was cold and painful.

The Titanic was a new ship, and the deck was not entirely smooth, and the nails on the planks broke the skin of Rebecca's feet.She told Carl not to walk so fast, she said her ankle hurt, she said she didn't wear shoes, but the capitalist who was holding her arm was so close to her, but seemed far away in the sky, and couldn't hear her voice, It seemed that there was a transparent wall between them.

After entering the room, Rebecca was thrown onto the bed viciously by Karl, her back hit the carved bedpost, and Rebecca felt that her whole body was going to be broken into pieces.

She gritted her teeth in pain, and a burst of sourness overflowed from her heart.

From the time he met the capitalist until now, when had he ever treated her like this?The initial badness was nothing more than verbal sarcasm, he has always been kind to her.Feed her, give her clothes, teach her to play chess and draw, because she likes it, but she hates it, she hurts her hand while cooking, and he wipes medicine for her, even last night he taught her to dance without wearing shoes .

Today, he seems to be a different person... How did he become like this in just one day?

Carl stood by the bed, looking down at Rebecca who was curled up on the bed: "I want to hear your explanation."

He remembered how pitiful she was when he saw Becca for the first time.

Rebecca folded her arms and buried her head in it, shivering.

Carl waited for a while, but Rebecca didn't say a word, he pulled his bow tie irritably, and was about to reach out to pull up the little woman on the bed, and when he hated it, he ran to his legs and barked at him.

The hostility of the capitalist is too strong, and the perception of animals is much more sensitive than that of humans. As soon as Karl entered the room and hated it, he immediately woke up and stood up vigilantly.

Then 'Hate' saw the male master it hated who named himself "Hateful" rape the female master it liked.

For the sake of the gentle and wonderful hostess, the loyal dog didn't bite him.

"inued"