Cannon Fodder's Struggle History

With a "bang", Old Hockley smashed the coffee cup in his hand to the floor, and the fragments scattered everywhere.The butler standing next to her couldn't help showing an angry look, this Miss Rose was too much, and what she did was too outrageous!

He originally thought that Carl had broken free from his crush on Rose, or that he had fallen in love with other girls, but he never expected that it was Rose who gave Carl a cuckold!This is simply trampling on the dignity of the Hockley family!

The anger in Old Hockley's heart was almost burning, his face was livid, and he asked coldly: "This is the fiancée you chose? An educated noble lady? It's even worse than a mistress."

Seeing the embarrassment and paleness on Carl's face, old Hockley didn't poke his son's painful feet, frowned, and comforted Carl with a stiff voice: "It's okay, son, it's just a woman, as long as you Think about it, there are countless ladies to choose from! No matter in appearance or character, they are more educated than that Miss Bucket."

"No, Dad, let's wait for a while. After this time, I don't trust those women anymore." Carl sighed for a long time, with humiliating pain in his eyes, and said somewhat dejectedly, his voice heard He looked depressed: "God knows, what's going on in these women's minds? I don't want to be betrayed by such a woman again. Let me be quiet first, Dad."

Old Hockley recalled Karl's crazy obsession and pursuit of Rose before. This was the first time his son held his heart and obeyed that woman. He prepared a grand engagement ceremony early, but the result turned out to be like this.

Rose, you are so good!He actually brought such great pain to his son.

"Son, go and have a good rest. Remember, tomorrow is another day. Let go of all your troubles. Don't forget, you are the heir of the Hockley family." Hockley comforted Carl with a relaxed tone.

After this disaster, his son will be more mature and outstanding, he firmly believes.

"Yes, father, I will be fine. In the face of this disaster, love is nothing." Carl got up and went upstairs with a strong look.

After Carl's back disappeared at the top of the stairs, Old Hockley showed a sinister sneer. Carl was not going to pursue that woman, and he wasn't even going to take back the large sum of money he had previously paid for the Bucket family, let alone Tell me how many dollars you paid to provide Rose with a luxurious life.

Even had a huge engagement booked in Philadelphia, all screwed up by this Miss Bucketts!

He won't let go of this woman who played with Karl's feelings in the applause!

"Nice, prepare five hundred letters of apology, and at the same time send a small gift of apology, and tell all the guests that Karl's engagement ceremony has been canceled for some reason." Old Hockley began to order his housekeeper unhurriedly, the top priority These connections must be restored first.

The butler bowed, and began to think about how to minimize the impact of this incident, and must preserve the reputation of Master Carl.

"Find out where Miss Bukett lives now. There is still a quarter of the debt owed by the Bukett family, and stop the remittance of this sum of money." Since it is owed by the Bukett family Let them pay off the debt they owed by themselves. Fortunately, he kept a hand in order to prevent that Rose from playing tricks.

"Reveal Miss Buckett's vigorous love affair to those businessmen and nobles who have friendship with us. I don't think Miss Rose should need these jobs." After the old Hockley finished his instructions, he was going to go upstairs to change a dress and go out to socialize .

Rose had no idea that old Hockley would target her like this.

She was enduring the harsh conditions of the tenement house now, Jack was out looking for a job, and she didn't know what to do.

Rose was born in a noble family, and she can be called the jewel in the palm of the Bookett family. She grew up with rich clothes and good food, which also formed her proud character.She was doted on by her father before, and later it was Karl who was obedient to her.

What she needs is to be picky about the rules of the upper class when she is empty and lonely, and willfully show her uniqueness.

But now, she finally understands that civilian life is not as beautiful as she imagined!

"Mom, I'll go out and find a job." Rose was so bored, she didn't even know what to do without the service of the maid, and even the clothes seemed clumsy to herself.

In the past, she could go out to ride a horse, or go to a jewelry store to choose her favorite jewelry, or go to a gallery and choose a few paintings she likes.

Playing cards, shopping, painting, listening to musicals... These are enough for Rose to pass the time, it is really boring, and she can also drink afternoon tea with those pretentious and superficial ladies.

However, these all require financial support.

Money has always been what Rose despises and despises the most, but now it has become what she needs most!

"What can you do? Or, what can you do?" Mrs. Bucket frowned in disgust. She couldn't breathe in such a simple place.

"I..." Rose was at a loss for words, a trace of shame and embarrassment flashed across her pretty face.She studied philosophy, and she couldn't sew, type, or even cook.

"Rose, I'm back." Jack happily opened the door and walked in. He painted several portraits for people on the street today, and some generous customers even gave extra tips. He earned a total of two dollars.

"Welcome back, Jack." Rose forced a smile on her face and stood up to greet Jack.

"Look, Rose, I bought fresh bread and sausages." Jack put all these things on the table, and said in a satisfied tone: "There is nothing better than this."

Looking at the thick sausage, Rose felt a burst of pain and disappointment in her heart. She thought of the manor where she used to live. fine china, brilliant silver.Lift the lid off and there's pink sea bass or truffled foie gras on the dinner plate.

She didn't know how long she could endure such a life.

In order to let herself spend more time, Rose met a woman next door. Her surname was Frager. She had rough hands and a loud voice. She often quarreled with the boss over a tomato and was extremely stingy.

The two sometimes chatted, and when Mrs. Fledger listened to Rose's narration of her luxurious life, she often sighed in surprise, and even looked at Rose with strange eyes.

"Oh, don't look at me like this. When I was young, I was very beautiful." When Rose talked about the ball, Mrs. Fleder proudly straightened her huge breasts.

Rose looked at Mrs. Fledger with some surprise. This woman looked very old, her fingers were rougher than bark, she had a chubby face, her hair was messed up, and there were stains on her skirt.

"Oh, girl, don't doubt it, I'll show you my portrait when I was young." Mrs. Fleder ran to the room and found a well-preserved color portrait, and handed it to Rose carefully.

That portrait has turned yellow, apparently for a long time. It depicts a very beautiful girl with smooth and tender skin like milk, blue eyes bluer than the sea, lips like rose petals, The golden hair was blown by the wind, and the whole person was extremely bright.

Rose was really shocked, now only the blue eyes and blond hair could barely find a trace of resemblance from Mrs. Frager.

"Five years ago, my husband specially hired someone to paint it for me, and it cost a full thirty cents." Mrs. Fleder was very proud of Rose's surprise.

five years ago!Rose couldn't believe that in just five short years, such a beautiful girl had been tortured into this rude old woman.

Her body suddenly shuddered, and a chill ran up her back!

Could her future be like that of Mrs. Fledger?Rose looked at her white and delicate fingers, and was almost frightened silly.

Maintaining the last trace of politeness, Rose bid farewell to Mrs. Frager, stumbled back to the room, and sat down.Even after taking several deep breaths, she still couldn't calm down her fear.

Rose's pale face and trembling body were soon noticed by Mrs. Bucket.

She sat beside Rose with a smile, and hugged Rose into her arms: "Dear Rose, you seem to be very frightened, what's the matter, child?"

Rose shook her head in pain, her mind was in a mess and she could hardly think.

"Rose, let's get out of here. Don't forget the honor of belonging to the Bucket family. If your father is still alive, he will feel bad if he knows you live in this kind of place." Mrs. Bucket tried to mention it again. leave things.

Rose's reaction really satisfied her, she didn't resolutely refuse, but fell silent in a rare way.

Rose's heart was shaken badly, she wanted to live with Jack, they finally got rid of everything, and they were able to be together openly, so she could enjoy the passion and sweetness of love, and the beauty made her forget the difficulties of life.

However, love cannot be exchanged for bread.

She didn't want to be as vulgar and ugly as Mrs. Fledger, God, she would go crazy.

Seeing Rose's vacillation, Mrs. Bucket finally persuaded Rose: "Honey, I can't bear my daughter to suffer like this. Don't forget, we still have compensation. The Titanic sank, Shirahoshi The company has an unshirkable responsibility. If that young man Jack really loves you, then leave him the compensation and let him fight. As long as he can give you a stable life, I will never interfere with you. This is regarded as A test of your love, will you, dear."

Rose made up her mind to leave, she saluted with a pitifully small amount, and finally looked back at the cheap rental house.

Yes, my mother is right, this is a test for Jack, he will be able to fight for his career.Rose endured the torment in her heart and tried her best to find excuses for her behavior.

She forgot that she could fight with Jack to achieve her own brilliance.

"Let's go, Rose." Mrs. Bucket held her purse tightly with one hand, with a smug smile on her face.

How could she be willing to leave such a large amount of compensation to Jack.Not only that, Mrs. Bucket even took away the small amount of compensation that belonged to Jack.

When Jack came back, the rental house was empty, and there was an eloquent letter from Rose on the table, expressing his sadness, grievance and reluctance.

He looked at the red rose in the water bottle and showed a bitter smile. The red rose had already started to wither and lost its delicate color. It was no longer of ornamental value and could only be discarded, just like the love between him and Rose.