[Titanic] Where Your Heart Goes

Jack was lying on the bed panting, with sweat from the laughter just now hanging on his face. Carl had already gone to the cloakroom to change into a new set of flat clothes—he was going home to see his father, of course he couldn’t wear wrinkled clothes It looks as if the clothes rolled over the sheets with the lover attended.

"Honey, I'll see you tomorrow. I'll come back at night, and I'll just tell Lai Fujie if I have anything to do." Carl confessed this sentence in front of the housekeeper.

Lai Fujie bowed, and Carl's words were very obvious. He didn't need him to go back to the main house, as long as he took good care of "Madam".The housekeeper, Lai Fujie, was not happy. After Karl and Mr. Henry had a falling out, Karl moved out of the main house, and Mr. Henry was running around the world while doing business and regaining his romantic nature.

When Mr. Henry left, he chose to leave the housekeeper Lai Fujie to take care of his son, and Lai Fujie moved with Karl to the private house on Fifth Avenue, but how could this house compare with the magnificent main house of the Hawley family? Of course, the most important thing is Until now, the salary of the butler Lai Fujie is still paid by Mr. Henry, and Lai Fujie misses Mr. Henry very much.Therefore, the original Karl didn't notice at all that his every move was under the control of his father, even the current Karl didn't have time to realize this problem.

"Yes, master." Lai Fujie bowed and saluted, and respectfully sent Karl out of the room.

Jack is a very optimistic young boy, but he is not stupid; the housekeeper Lai Fujie looked at him clearly expressing that he did not want him to stay in the master bedroom.Jack flicked his bangs a few times in embarrassment, and immediately jumped from the bed to the floor and stood there waiting for Lai Fujie's arrangement.

Jack's wit was appreciated by Lai Fujie. He put away the dissatisfaction on his face, and respectfully led Jack to introduce the purpose of each room in Karl's private house, and finally led Jack into the female master's bedroom: "Dawson Sir, this is your bedroom, and you can freely use the study and drawing room. Meals and meals will be arranged at home at 11 o'clock in the morning, 30:[-] noon, and [-] o'clock in the evening. Please attend on time. Are you satisfied with the design of this room? ?”

"Are there any painting books in the study?"

"No, Mr. Dawson. If you need it, I will prepare it for you immediately according to the young master's instructions. You will be able to see it in the study tomorrow morning."

"...Oh, let's forget it." Jack scratched his hair, then touched his stomach and said, "It's almost dinner time, I'm a little hungry."

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Dawson. I'll arrange dinner right away. Do you have any requests?"

Lai Fujie's question baffled Jack. Until now, he still couldn't figure out what "requirements" are needed just for a meal. Do the nobles waste their time on these "requirements" every day?Jack shook his head: "Just get anything that can fill your stomach."

"Yes, Mr. Dawson, I will be ready in a moment."

After Lai Fujie finished speaking, he left the room, and Jack finally breathed a sigh of relief.Carl always has a smile on his face and his attitude is very natural when facing him. Carl will make his own decisions on many things, and Jack only needs to enjoy the final results. This is very considerate for a person like Jack who is very lazy Behavior.Jack never felt that his every move was controlled by others, all he felt was the warmth brought by Carl, but as soon as Carl's old butler came forward, Jack felt the huge difference between him and Carl.

Jack doesn't know how to pay attention to meals. He doesn't know what appetizers, main courses, dessert wines and desserts are, and he doesn't know when to choose what food to match, and he doesn't know how to eat a variety of foods. .In the past, Jack never felt that there was anything wrong with being like this. In fact, now Jack doesn't feel that a simple life is something to be ashamed of, but every move of the old housekeeper reminds Jack that his identity and Carl are not suitable.

Jack fell on the big soft bed, and he smiled sarcastically.What Karl said at the beginning was not wrong, and Karl really didn't need him to make any compensation for what he had done.In fact, it would be best to pretend that nothing happened and let Karl treat that night as an accident.Now he is clamoring to compensate Karl, but in the shipwreck, Karl took him as a nobleman to save him; when he was sick on the Carpathia, Karl took care of him, so he was able to escape; Pointed out that Carl is the breadwinner.

Jack suddenly felt that he was no different from those beautiful boys who were secretly raised by men. Their identities were all shady, and it would be a shame to say it out—this was not the life Jack pursued.Jack hopes that he can live upright.

What Karl said before is indeed correct. It is time for him to think about his future path. He cannot live on Karl for the rest of his life. His monthly salary is not as good as what Karl pays for a tie, but he promised that one day he will It was he, Jack Dawson, who was the breadwinner—like a man.

Thinking of this Jack's face was a little flushed, Carl was always acting very horny these days, but watching him in poor health never really made it to the end.So, Karl is saying that he will be on top from now on, right?With this crooked thought, Jack didn't return to thinking about "future" until dinner.

Carl's situation was much worse than Jack's.Mr. Henry, who received his son's first telegram in several years, hurried back to the United States from Italy with unparalleled enthusiasm and curiosity. He even arrived home more than an hour earlier than Carl.This period of time was enough for Mr. Henry to bring his servants to tidy up the old house as if it had been with the owner all along. When Carl got home, he never thought about the "father" who basically did not appear in the memory of the original owner. He has not been in the United States these years. .

Looking at his handsome and strong son, Mr. Henry's eyes were slightly sore. His son's appearance was very similar to him, but the color of his eyes was very similar to that of his wife who had passed away for many years.It was not surprising that the father and son, who had the same bad temper, had a quarrel. He just didn't expect that the father and son would hold each other's breath and not see each other for so many years.

Mr. Henry showed a relieved smile, and he waved to Carl, treating him like he was a child.Mr. Henry immediately stopped his movements. Carl doesn't seem to like being treated like this, right?The smile on Mr. Henry's face became awkward and stiff, and Karl was observing Mr. Henry's expression at the same time.

Seeing a series of changes in the expression on Mr. Henry's face, Carl also became awkward—this memory is different. Could it be that the relationship between father and son is not good except for one quarrel?

Both the father and son smiled dryly. After entering the door, they each held their own teacups, but they didn't say a word to each other. Mr. Henry's happy mood when he saw his son was instantly shattered.