[Pride and Prejudice] Second Marriage

Charlie secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and drove the distraught Joyce back to London the same way.But Darcy decided to wait a little longer at the same place, one is to wait for the sky to get darker, and the other is to stagger the time with Karl's carriage.

Juliet had a dull pain in the back of her neck, so she was a little dizzy, and she gave a wry smile to herself, Joyce was really good at it.In Darcy's carriage, she really didn't dare to stretch her body too much. In fact, she was already sore from the bumps of Charlie's carriage. She sat in the corner of the carriage, tiptoed secretly under her skirt, quietly Shaking his head slightly, he tried his best to ignore Darcy's stern face.

Although Darcy considers himself a decent person, and his carriage is big enough and imposing, but in such an atmosphere——the gradually darkening sky, the almost frozen time, and the somewhat poor air circulation in the carriage, the same Sitting with a beautiful girl, this girl was still making some noise, and treated him like air.He felt that he couldn't bear it.

"Have you never thanked anyone, miss? Not even one who has saved your shaky reputation?" He threw out the sentence—and at the same time he immediately regretted it.

"Oh," Juliet froze in surprise. The bones in her waist were secretly moving to the most critical position, but she was startled by Darcy's voice. She seemed to turn her head away, and it hurt even more.She was a little depressed because of this, "I thought Mr. Darcy didn't need my thanks at all."

"Then you are really a self-righteous woman." Darcy spit out this sentence quickly from the tip of his tongue, his voice was as smooth as pearls rolling off silky satin, and as beautiful as music from a fine wooden speaker .

But this sentence made Juliet angry.She tried to keep her composure, "I don't know where or what action made such an impression on you, but I will act more cautiously because of your wise words. And I won't go to I wish I could change your impression of me, because you are such a persistent person, you will stick to your original impression until your death!"

This remark was weird and damn familiar, and it also succeeded in provoking Darcy's anger, "Isn't that what you think of yourself? Going alone to go on a date with a young man, putting yourself beyond your control Dangerous situation, now, casually evaluate a man who can be called a stranger, how can you not do it because of your self-righteousness?" He was simply fed up with these self-righteous women!

Juliet remained silent, and she suddenly felt that although Darcy's words were not pleasant to listen to, they hit the truth to a certain extent.Except for what she said about him—which she said from the impression she had made to displease him—she had really overestimated herself.She thought she could control herself, but it didn't mean she could control others; the person she thought she knew didn't actually see through his entire character;

Her sudden silence embarrassed Darcy as well. It seemed that the lingering sound of his anger still lingered in the carriage. The stones thrown fell into the echoless sea, and with all their force they smashed into the soft cotton pile. .

The long silence almost made Darcy restless, thinking that he made a young girl cry—he just remembered that not long ago, this girl was abducted and eloped by his former fiancé, and she had already suffered a lot. Thinking of this, he finally couldn't help taking a quick glance at Juliet, and was relieved to find that she was in a daze, her big soft eyes didn't know where to focus, and she looked a little silly.

The waiting time was so long, it was the first time Darcy, who was fed up with the extravagant banquet of the court, sat here at dinner, his aimless thoughts lingered on Juliet beside him, and he was worried about her attitude and reaction. feel strange.

At a little after six o'clock, he received a request from Georgiana, who told him the matter in a panic, and begged him to help Juliet, because the hat shop was empty, and according to the neighbors, a car It wasn't long before the carriage set off from the back street.Darcy had no choice but to immediately ask her to seek help from Stoke's family. Several groups of people searched quietly in London at the same time, but after he thought about it, he went straight through the forest and blocked the path.

In less than a quarter of an hour of waiting, Darcy condemned the pair of frivolous, naive, and stupid young people countless times—he never expected that the man would take her away in that way.But she didn't seem to get angry when she woke up, and she didn't blame Mr. Carl for such a reckless, very rude, and absolutely unforgivable behavior-but maybe it was useless to blame, after all, it happened.

Now, she was so casually ignoring his accusation—a rather severe accusation, she jumped up on top of others to refute it or blushed to cover it up for herself. how long.

When Darcy unconsciously turned his attention to doubting Juliet's heart structure, the carriage started.

The bumpy little dirt road made Juliet let out a painful jjj immediately, her whole body ached, and the air in her stomach churned even more.

Darcy immediately and keenly brought back his attention when he strayed, "What's wrong with you?"

"I think I can't bear it, I'm a little sick," Juliet's voice was a bit vague, and she finally couldn't help but curl up, "I... I'm sorry, I really don't want your carriage to add...something...vomit... ..." In order to match the authenticity of her words, she couldn't help retching, as if her stomach was about to vomit.

"Sorry..." As soon as she raised her head, she saw Darcy straightened up, clinging to the carriage, looking like he was going to jump up at any moment, which was very funny.So even though she was uncomfortable, she still couldn't help but bend the corners of her mouth.

Seeing that she could still laugh at himself, Darcy could hardly maintain his indifference. He had had enough of the girl, and immediately ordered the coachman to stop.

"Miss Stock, since you don't have the blessing to ride in a carriage, you'd better get out of the carriage and take a walk!" He said slightly annoyed.

Juliet was kind, and immediately 'climbed' out of the carriage quickly. She didn't dare to let Darcy reach out to help her, so the posture was definitely not graceful.

The slightly cold and humid air made her feel much more comfortable immediately, she slowly moved a little away from Darcy, and stretched her screaming bones with her back towards him—this kind of self-deceiving and unladylike behavior made Darcy Even more speechless.

"Mr. Darcy," she regained her spirit a bit, and her voice became crisp, she turned her head and said to Darcy who was standing beside the carriage, "I dare not presume to walk alone on such a remote path! I have to I implore you to accompany me to enjoy the evening scenery!"

Darcy immediately decided to take back what she said. It's not that the structure of her mind is different from others, but her mind is too small!

The coachman walked slowly in front of them in the carriage. After hesitating for a long time, Darcy raised his arm and gave it to her, but Juliet took it unceremoniously.

During the first part of the journey, the two of them did not speak quietly, but gradually, Darcy felt that something was wrong. His arm—the one hanging on Juliet's arm was getting heavier and heavier, and his poor sleeve was getting heavier and heavier. The girl was wrinkled, "Miss Stocker, please allow me to remind you that your walking posture is definitely not correct."

"Yes, yes, I know." Juliet replied weakly, "but I have no strength. Since you have saved me once, you might as well save me again."

At this time, her beautiful face is full of a child's rogue expression. People always have an unconscious trust and tolerance towards beauty. Darcy can only acquiesce in her putting most of the weight on his dog. On the poor arm—he kept it as far away from his body as possible.

The two walked for more than half an hour in an extremely strange posture.Until Juliet couldn't take it anymore and climbed into the carriage, Darcy's arm was completely numb.

"You are such a nice person." Juliet gave him a pleasant evaluation. After getting along with him, she seemed to not care about Darcy's cold face at all, and she became more at ease. It can be seen.

"It's not easy to get your compliment." Darcy said sarcastically.

Juliet smiled nonchalantly.

The carriage had already passed the Chelsea Bridge on the Thames River and drove onto the wide avenue. The lights of the mansions on both sides of the streets of London were shining, and there were faint laughter and moving melodies.

The world suddenly returned from silence to the noisy normal life, and Darcy found that Juliet's body leaning against the car window gradually sat upright, and her posture suddenly returned to the way he saw it for the first time.

When the carriage stopped in front of Stoke's mansion, Juliet Stoke had changed from a rascal an hour ago to an elegant and dignified countess.

She stretched out her hand and looked at Darcy very naturally—until Darcy handed it to her, and she lightly took his hand and got out of the carriage.

"Mr. Darcy, I forgot to give you the thank you always wanted," whispered Juliet, "thank you for saving me and bringing me back."

Before Darcy could answer, he saw the gate of the Stoke mansion opened, and a woman in her 30s was standing at the door. Her forehead was wide and wise, and her slightly plump lips made her look very kind and well-dressed. Simple, at this moment she gave Juliet a serious look, and then moved away and said to them, "Come in, Mr. Earl is waiting for you."

As soon as the words fell, Darcy was surprised to find that Juliet's whole temperament had changed again. Her originally delicate and energetic eyebrows drooped, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of wet water. Felt terribly pitiful for her.

Apparently Darcy was not the only one who felt sorry for her, the condemnation and seriousness on Miss Margaret's face faded immediately, and she couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged Juliet tightly with tears in her eyes.

Darcy was silent, how many masks does this woman have!The drama actors on the stage are probably not as varied and vivid as her!