[Titanic] I can't help myself

I couldn't hold Miss Elizabeth, so I called for the servants, carried her into Rose's bedroom (the guest room was not ready), and sent for our family doctor.

The room in the mansion is not big enough to accommodate too many people. The doctor drove everyone into the corridor on the grounds of obstructing the air flow.We all crowded at the door, nervously waiting for the doctor to make a diagnosis.Miss Francis looked as if she had been greatly frightened. Her face was pale, she clutched her chest, and stared blankly at the closed door, her eyes were red, and from time to time she clasped her hands and fingers on her lips, and her lips slightly moving, silent prayer.She looked so worried about her sister that she was almost fainting from the tension.

Seeing this, her mother became more and more fond of her.

"She's a really kind girl," my mother whispered to me. "If Rose was half as sensible as she was, and cared for her siblings like she did, I wouldn't worry so much."

After a while, the doctor opened the door.He glanced at me first, hesitated for a moment, and then said to Viscount Maxwell: "Miss Elizabeth is fine, but these two days, uh, her body is weak due to eating too little, plus..." He held back for a while. , struggling to swallow the words that almost burst out, "...too tight and not breathing smoothly, that's why I fell into a coma. After the preliminary examination, Miss Elizabeth only needs to rest. If you are worried, you can also go to the Do a more detailed inspection."

"Oh, thank God!" Miss Frances's voice was crying, and she put her hand to her mouth, and her eyes filled with tears that were faltering. "Thank God, Liz is all right! Thank God!" She drew a picture on her chest. cross, and asked the doctor, "Is she awake now? May I go in and see her now?"

The doctor nodded, and she quickly walked into the room.

The Viscount and Viscountess Maxwell thanked us and the doctor, and also entered the room.The doctor came to my side and whispered to me nervously: "Earl Richardmond, I want to talk to you about something."

I nodded and led him all the way to a guest room at the end of the corridor.

After closing the door, the doctor walked to the middle of the room and turned to look at me, pinching his fingers nervously, looking hesitant and hesitant.This young doctor is the grandson of our family doctor in Bath. He went to the United States with his parents more than ten years ago, where he got a doctorate in medicine. Now he is back to visit his grandfather, and the old doctor just fell ill during this period. , so he replaced it for a period of time.Whether it is his accent or his behavior, he has a hearty and direct American style, which makes his mother always look down on him.

We stared at each other, and finally he took a deep breath, as if he had finally prepared himself, and said: "Earl Richardmond, my moral standards tell me that it is not right to inform and reveal a lady's secrets." What a man did, but since this lady does not yet have the ability to judge and take care of herself that an adult should have, I feel that I have the responsibility to inform her guardian of this matter, so as to prevent this lady from falling into a worse situation in the future, so that Irreparable consequences, but at the same time, I also know that many times self-righteous kindness will cause very embarrassing and embarrassing situations. So, I would like to ask your opinion, after all, this happened in your house, and at the same time you It's my employer again."

"Go ahead, and I'll see if I can make any sense."

"Then," he looked into my eyes, his whole body tensed up as if he was about to slay a dragon, "then can you swear that you won't tell anyone else about this? No matter who it is?"

I raised my eyebrows: "It seems that something big happened in my house. Well, I swear, I swear on the glory of the Bookett family, I will not tell anyone about it, whether he or she is who."

"Thank you." The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, walked quickly to my side, lowered his head to my ear, and said in a voice almost whispering: "Earl Richardmond, this Miss Elizabeth passed out The reason is not only that she is weak because she eats too little, but most importantly, she is pregnant."

My eyes widened: "Are you sure?"

"I can't give you an absolute answer." He scratched his head involuntarily, "If you want to be diagnosed, you still need to go to the hospital for an examination, but my experience tells me that this possibility is very high, and it is almost in the middle of the second trimester." look. Since this Miss Elizabeth is underage, I doubt whether she has been deceived, or coerced."

I pressed my forehead, "You really gave me a big problem."

"Actually, what I'm more worried about is that this young lady will choose a path that will hurt her more when she is desperate. After all, the fetus is not small now. If she secretly went to a black clinic to have an abortion, she would probably die. There are two consequences, one is to die on the operating table, and the other is more likely to lose the ability to be a mother forever."

In this era, abortion is a crime in most European countries, the United States, Canada and other countries. If you want an abortion, you can only go to unsecured black clinics, and the price is expensive.I can imagine a little girl who is underage, watching her belly bulge day by day, not daring to tell her family, and finally desperate, she chose a black clinic randomly, and lost her life.

But if I tell Viscount Maxwell directly, I think they will fall out with us on the spot, and regard this as the most vicious humiliation to them, and then we will never say a word in this life. No one will admit to a scandal that has left the family with a lifetime of shame, so they can never thank us for speaking out.

I thought about it for a while, rubbed my temples with a headache, and said, "You did a good job just now, and you didn't tell them directly. After all, this is their family affair, and it's a scandal. If you tell them directly, it will definitely anger the Viscount's family." , I can say, but you, he will definitely try his best to chase you to the ends of the earth."

"Then you mean, don't tell them about it?" The doctor interrupted me eagerly.

"I'm not saying you can't tell, but you can't tell directly, otherwise you will get into big trouble." I said, "When you go out to give the doctor's order after a while, just repeatedly emphasize that they should give Miss Elizabeth a more detailed examination. Better. That's enough, and the rest depends on God's will."

The doctor did as I said.And so the party came to an end.

But I didn't expect that everything was far from the simple end of the party. A week later, I received a fragrant invitation letter from Miss Elizabeth, inviting me to the restaurant for afternoon tea.

I thought about it, and finally decided to accept it. At the same time, I didn't tell anyone about it, and went to the appointment alone.

A week had passed, and Miss Elizabeth looked even more haggard and tired.We sat face to face in silence for a long time. After drinking a pot of black tea, she put down the cup, cleared her throat, and her face became paler.

"When I got home, I asked who checked me, and the doctor said, everything was your idea." She hung her head, her long curly blond hair sliding down from her temples, blocking her eyes. Face, "Thank you very much, Earl Richardmond, thank you for keeping this secret without telling anyone."

"It's nothing to be thankful for, and I wouldn't have known about it if the doctor hadn't been worried that you'd suffered some unspeakable secret, such as deception or forced violence, and endured it all alone with dire consequences. Besides, keeping other people's secrets is The basic principles of life. You don't need to thank me."

Miss Elizabeth raised her eyes and smiled weakly at me.Her face is small, her chin is pointed, and she has big green eyes, and this movement of raising her eyes makes her eyes look even more amazing.

"But no matter what, I still have to..." At this point, big tears suddenly rolled out of her beautiful eyes, "I'm sorry..." She said vaguely, took out a handkerchief to hold her eyes, Shoulders trembling.

I sympathetically waited for her to calm down, wipe away her tears, and tidy up her appearance.

"It's disgraceful, it's horrible, it's shameful. But, but I really don't know who else to turn to. You're a real gentleman, and you can keep your mouth shut even after learning of such a scandal, so, I I think I might be able to get help from you, even if your heart is full of disdain and disdain for me." Miss Elizabeth still lowered her head, not daring to look up at me, she pressed her nose with a handkerchief, and said in a trembling voice.

"That person refused to provide me with any help, and I dare not tell my parents and family members, I am afraid they will be completely disappointed with me. They have always expected me to grow into a real dignified lady like Francis, but , " she choked out, and her eyes began to fill with tears again, "but at that time, I thought that was very stupid. I read too many superficial romance novels, but I thought I was knowledgeable and well-informed. I just want to Becoming the radiant and maverick heroine in the book, instead of the boring, regular lady like the wooden man, I thought that would attract the attention of good men and lead to a wonderful love. But It was clear that I was wrong, and very wrong. My flippant behavior has done me irreparable damage, and it has ruined my future, my everything."

She started crying softly again.I waited patiently for her to calm down a little before I said, "Thank you for your trust in my character, Miss Elizabeth. But, I really don't know what kind of help you need from me. Would you like to explain clearly some?"

"I, I don't mean anything else!" She stopped crying in a panic, got choked up, coughed violently, and continued after a long time, "I didn't expect you to take this responsibility for that person That's too shameless." She covered her mouth, hesitated, and then said softly but firmly, "I want to take it away."

I drank the red tea in silence, and after a while I said, "This is illegal, Miss Elizabeth, and it's very dangerous. You may die on the operating table, or you may never get another child of your own in this lifetime."

"The reality can no longer allow me to think about it so much. Just giving birth to this child is not much better than dying on the operating table." She whispered, sounding calm and determined, "Earl Richardmond, I don't have any other extravagant hopes. I think that I can make excessive demands on you that may damage your reputation because of my shallow friendship with you. I just want to know which hospital can provide me with enough safe and reliable services. And then I can solve this problem by myself. You know that as a young lady, the way to get news is always very narrow, and many things will be tied up."

I carefully looked at her expression, "So, you came to me, just hoping to learn from me where this kind of surgery can be done?"

"Yes." She forced a smile, "otherwise, do you want me to make any more stupid requests?"

Looking at her haggard face, I felt sympathy and intolerance.Whatever Miss Elizabeth had done, she was now a helpless and hopeless child, and the scandal that could ruin her life was the result of the impulsiveness and ignorance of adolescence.I could see that she really had no other choice, otherwise she wouldn't just ask a man who was almost a total stranger for help.

"I'll help you ask. But actually I don't have a lot of sources for this kind of thing." I warned, "I can't promise you absolute safety and reliability, I can only say that I try my best."

"Thank you very much, Earl Richardmond." She smiled weakly, but her eyes sparkled with hope, "That's enough. Thank you very much, thank you very much."

The author has something to say: Warmly thank Thirteen Yin’s classmate Lei Meameda~~

Everyone guesses if this girl is pregnant... Congratulations to everyone who got the answer right ╮(╯▽╰)╭Ahhh, it's so uncreative. . .

This Miss Elizabeth will not be a meteor-like supporting role, she will be strong for a long time. . .

Thank you for your comfort and encouragement~ I’m all well now, and I’m not angry anymore. Thinking of everyone’s support and comfort, I feel very happy and full of energy for more text, especially many diving classmates who came out to comfort me and sent me 32 Meme da~~~~ Hugs, I love you~~~