[Titanic] Where Your Heart Goes

Carl didn't sleep well that night, in fact, Carl didn't sleep well every night.During the day, Karl would rather be sweating in the heat of the banquet and wear heavy cashmere clothes on his body, and at night he is even more afraid of shipwreck.The temperature at night is lower and the visibility is not good. If the shipwreck really happens at night, the danger is much higher than during the day.

In order not to make fun of his own life, Carl refused to take off his clothes even when he was sleeping, and he didn’t even dare to relax and soak in hot water every day when he took a bath. He was very afraid that in that short period of time, the shipwreck It happened.

The formal dresses looked very handsome and straight, but it was very uncomfortable to lie on the soft bed in them.And if this kind of night lasts for a second night, it can be called unbearable for Karl.

No matter how uncomfortable you have to endure it!

Karl wants to live, he has no other choice, he has no choice but to be cautious all the time.

The irritability of insomnia eroded Karl's inner peace, and he simply got up from the bed and walked back to the living room.The servants are still busy cleaning up the room. They can always find jobs for themselves at the right time, and then show their diligence in front of the master. Karl is very familiar with this, and he has not exposed the servants' tricks.

Mrs. DeWitt and Miss Rose didn't take a break. The mother and daughter were sitting together and didn't know what to talk about, but Karl was sure that the content of their chat was not so pleasant - this point was seen by Mrs. DeWitt's high-pitched Chin and Miss Rose's frosty beauty can be guessed.

Carl sighed helplessly. He admitted that he was a boring man. Carl had always disliked nightlife except for necessary work and entertainment, so even at this moment he couldn't understand why Mrs. DeWitt and Miss Rose would rather sit in the living room and stare at each other than go to her own room for a beauty sleep.

Isn't it said that women love their appearance more than their lives?Why are the two women surnamed Bucket so special?

"Dear ladies, has something happened?" Carl had to deal with his fiancée and future mother-in-law with a gentle smile-although Carl hoped that the day when Miss Rose became his wife would never come.

"No! Nothing!" Miss Rose categorically rejected Carl's concern, she turned her face to another direction, the expression on her face was the stubbornness of a little girl.

But that expression, on the face of a beautiful woman, was what Karl would call "awe-inspiring," and Mrs. DeWitt had a much softer expression.Karl has already reminded Mrs. DeWitt politely that she is always worried that Karl will turn his face ruthlessly, and that she will have to sell her ancestral property to pay for the huge debt left by her dead husband.

Mrs. DeWitt is really not the woman who lost Carl.

Mrs. DeWitt looked at Carl's gentle smiling face, and her expression became very weak, unlike the arbitrary look she had when she looked at her daughter before: "Rose is usually ignorant, her personality is too out of character, I am helping her recall the lady What to do."

Carl curled his lips inwardly, but the smile on his face became more gentle, and he said solemnly: "Mrs. DeWitt, thank you for your hard work, I believe that life will teach Rose how to be a lady, just like me like mother."

As soon as Carl's words came out, the expression on Miss Rose's face became even uglier.Mrs. Hawley is still very famous in the UK, whether it is her royal blood or rich family background, and even these enviable words include her and Mr. Hawley's loyal feelings for each other.But none of this can hide the shortcomings of Mrs. Hawley. She is an arrogant woman who absolutely looks down on the poor and does not like any girl with rebellious ideas.

Had Mrs. Hawley been alive, Karl believed Miss Rose would not have even accepted his marriage proposal—God, it would have been ideal if the physical mother had been alive, but that was delusional.

No matter what shortcomings Mrs. Hawley has, she is a mother who loves her children. Therefore, although Rose can't agree with Mrs. Hawley's "goodness" from the bottom of her heart, she will not say anything to Carl—it is Karl's after all. Mother, and Rose is actually a very kind woman.

"I just want to live a more free life." Rose turned to look at Carl and said, Carl smiled, he held Rose's hand tenderly and considerately, and misinterpreted Miss Rose's meaning without hesitation.

"Of course, we are all so noble, with royal blood, and I have countless properties. Rose, no matter what you want to buy, I don't care about money. Even if you like Picasso with no talent and like A crazy Freud Sigmund."

Carl acted rich and powerful, but what he said was actually very guilty.I believe that there is no modern person who does not understand the value of these two masters, but in order to anger Rose and continue to strengthen her image in Rose's heart, she is a vulgar upstart—God knows how Miss Rose came to this Conclusion - Karl chooses to destroy his own image without hesitation.

Miss Rose really showed disgust on her face, she stood up from her seat impolitely, hurriedly said "I'm not feeling well, I'm going back to my room to rest" and quickly left the room.

Carl made an inexplicable look, and he looked at Mrs. DeWitt innocently.Of course, a money-worshiping woman like Mrs. DeWitt would not feel that there was anything wrong with what Karl said—after all, the two masters are still struggling to survive—she immediately covered her face with a handkerchief with an apologetic expression, and said in excruciating pain: : "My God, Carl, Rose is so capricious."

"I think Rose will be all right after marriage."

Carl's words calmed Mrs. DeWitt's emotions very well. After the two of them chatted non-speculatively for a while, Mrs. DeWitt left the living room and went back to sleep satisfied.Carl idly turned around in the luxurious room from beginning to end, then he pushed open the door and walked onto the deck.

The blond boy was still lying on the bench, curled up in a ball and asleep.Carl looked at the boy, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth. The butler Lai Fujie did not know when he followed Karl. As soon as Karl turned around, he handed the coat to Karl—to prevent his young master from getting sick from the cold wind up.

After Carl took the coat, he waved to Lai Fujie, and Lai Fujie immediately left the deck with understanding.Carl didn't put on the coat, he gently put the warm and light coat on the boy.

The boy lying on the bench rubbed his clothes comfortably, then he opened his eyes suddenly.

Carl was still bent over, their heads almost touching, and Carl could feel the warm air the boy exhaled cool in the sea breeze.The blond boy blinked his eyes in a daze, obviously he still didn't understand what was going on.

Carl took a step back, and he smiled: "Sorry for waking you up."