[Pride and Prejudice] Second Marriage

In the afternoon of the third day, the sky cleared.This is good news for anyone who has been stuck in the house for a long time.It is worth mentioning that during these two days, Juliet received a small bouquet of wild roses every afternoon, without a card or signature.Often after lunch, when Juliet returned to the door, she would see it buckled on the doorknob, still dripping with rain.

But today, it was not only the small bouquet of roses that appeared at the door, but also Colonel Fitzwilliam holding the roses.

"Oh." Juliet didn't know how to react except for a soft cry.

"Beautiful Miss Stoke..." Colonel Fitzwilliam looked at her with a smile, waited for her for a while, and seeing that she didn't respond, he walked towards her and said in a very enthusiastic tone, "You Would you like to take a walk with me in the manor after the rain? You know, the rain washes away all the dust in the air..."

Juliet patiently listened to him finish a lot of beautiful sentences before smiling, "Colonel Fitzwilliam, please allow me to add a piece of clothing."

"Of course, of course." He turned sideways hastily, watching her walk past him.

Juliet was wearing a light-colored dress with a golden belt around her waist. She had a slender figure. When passing by him, he seemed to smell the faint fragrance of a girl in the wind, which made him fascinated. Thinking of her What he was about to do, his heart was beating so hard that it almost jumped out of his chest.

Juliet first sat by the bed for a while, thinking about the current situation, and quickly told Donna to pack her luggage as soon as possible, and informed Julian that if it was feasible, she wanted to leave immediately and return to Bradley this afternoon.

After that, she picked out a coat at random, put it on, and walked out of the room.

After several days of heavy rain, the Pemberley Manor was not as beautiful as Fitzwilliam said, but rather desolate. Juliet carefully avoided the muddy place.

Finally in the middle of a flat and clean garden, Fitzwilliam handed the rose in his hand to Juliet, and looked into her eyes, trying to let her see his deep affection, "Excuse me, I think you probably have more or less You have already noticed my intention, oh no, it is my love for you, from the moment I saw you, your beautiful figure has always made me dizzy..."

Juliet skillfully interjected at this point, "Colonel Fitzwilliam, please forgive my ignorance, I cannot accept your kindness." She looked down at the rose in Fitzwilliam's hand, but did not pick it up.

Apparently Colonel Fitzwilliam had thought about this issue, he didn't look shocked, he still smiled and said, "Oh, yes, I'm too reckless, although I'm so many years older than you, my love The strength still makes me look like a young man who has just grown up."

"Yes, you have 15 years more experience than me, and I was just born when you started admiring beautiful girls."

Colonel Fitzwilliam was stunned for a moment. He tried his best to calm himself down and looked at the girl in front of him again. Her face was calm, her eyes were calm, and she didn't even have the slightest bit of shyness about being proposed. This made him feel a wave of panic in his heart. The tone became a little helpless, "Oh, please... forgive... my rudeness."

After speaking, he saluted and ran away from the garden in a hurry.

Juliet successfully frightened away the first suitor. She stood there quietly for a while, and then looked around. At this moment, Pemberley Manor was lonely but wide, with an unbelievably blue sky, and the forest not far away was rich in color, which seemed very deep.

After waiting for a while, she finally walked towards the building with her skirt in hand.

The first person she met when she returned to the building was Mrs. Griffey. She happened to see Juliet coming in from the door and hurried down the stairs with an eager blush on her face. Luggage, oh dear, are you leaving?"

"Yes, I've been on the road for too many days." Juliet said as she carried her skirt up the stairs, "My father is probably waiting at home desperately, I can imagine it."

"It's such a pity." Mrs. Griffey took her arm. "I want to chat with you for a few more days. We seem to have a lot of topics to talk about."

"Hey, Georgiana, you can wait until winter," Juliet tilted her head and smiled. "Didn't I invite you? On my birthday, you have to come to Bradley. Bradley's roses are all year round." are open, we can also set up a swing frame in the warm greenhouse."

"Oh! God, that's great. If I don't have to take on Mrs. Griffey's responsibilities, I'd like to pack my bags right now and follow you to the Bradley carriage."

"Welcome." A clear male voice sounded above their heads.

It turned out to be Julian, and Mr. Griffey happened to be standing beside him, and he was looking at his wife tenderly at the moment, "If you like, Georgiana, we can also build a swing in our house."

Julian whistled loudly, like any narrow-minded unmarried teenager, and poked Mr. Griffey's arm winkingly with his elbow. "Hey, sir, please watch the occasion!"

Mrs. Griffey has obviously become familiar with Julian's behavior in the past few days. She pursed her lips and smiled, then gently hugged Juliet and kissed her on both cheeks, "Goodbye, Juliet."

"Goodbye."

The servants of the Stoke family were very efficient. Half an hour later, the carriage of the Stoke family had stopped in front of Pemberley's door from the Ogden Hotel, and all the salutes were neatly arranged.

Juliet bid farewell to the master's family one by one, and got into the carriage supported by Julian and Donna.

After the Stoke family's carriage drove out of the gate of Pemberley, Elizabeth looked deeply at the window on the second floor, where the invisible Fitzwilliam was standing behind the curtain.

"Sometimes she really doesn't look like a 17-year-old girl." Elizabeth gently waved the fan in her hand, and slowly stood behind Fitzwilliam. Her gaze was also looking down the window. Half of the face of the sun was covered, and the clear sunlight made the flower beds downstairs extraordinarily clean.

"Her calmness and indifference are really frightening." Fitzwilliam shrugged indifferently, and looked away from the window. "Under her eyes, it seems that all the calculations in her heart are invisible, and she can see clearly." Clearly. Oh, she's smarter than his brother."

"You proposed to her?"

"Oh, you see?" asked Colonel Fitzwilliam.

"Hey, why do you always go to pick flowers under my window every day?" Elizabeth said with a kind of complacent comprehension, "I guess she turned you down."

"It's obvious that I was shocked by a lady's rejection, and I could only stand behind the curtain and watch her carriage leave silently. I need a marriage that will enhance my status and property, and Miss Stocker is agreeing to me It's a pity that my age can't catch that young lady's eyes, she mercilessly rejected my plan, even—I can't say, I don't know if she is mocking me."

Elizabeth seemed to be very disgusted with his whitewashing, she shook her fan vigorously twice, and said, "Oh, Jim, I never knew you were such a person back then, money status, oh, money..." She Suddenly remembering the novel she had just finished reading, she burst into a chuckle, "Then you should marry a rich merchant's daughter, she must be innocent and lovely, and she will regard you as the sky, at least she won't be as high as that Miss Stoke, with her eyes looking down on her. looking at you."

Fitzwilliam snickered at her innocence, but still smiled and said, "As cute and lively as you, Elizabeth? Where do you ask me to find another girl as cute as you? Oh, don't forget, I am you The suitor back then, you chose my cousin, which made me sad for a while, but I'm glad that you didn't become as indifferent as him."

This was exactly what Elizabeth wanted to hear: she hadn't changed a bit from what she had been.Her dark eyes suddenly lit up, and the cloud that had been covering her for a long time dissipated.

See, she just needs a word of truth.

"Oh--I'm so glad, Jim," she repeated, emphatically, "you make me so happy."

Fitzwilliam did not understand what she was enjoying, but her gaiety infected him too, and he laughed involuntarily.

The two looked at each other stupidly and laughed for a while, and then they seemed to go back in time, when Rosings first met.

"Do you still play the piano?"

"It's been a long time since I played! I always feel that I can't get up to play the piano alone in an empty piano room. But if you are willing to listen, I am happy to let my stiff fingers follow your orders."

"My honor." Colonel Fitzwilliam stared at her with his not-so-beautiful gray-blue eyes, took her hand, bent down slowly, and printed a kiss on the back of her hand.

This damp heat has been climbing from the back of the hand along the arm, making Elizabeth's body and mind feel a little numb.She felt the blood rushing to her forehead, she pulled her hand out of Fitzwilliam's hand eagerly, and said, "Come on, Jim, there are only a few songs left."

Fitzwilliam was taken aback by her sudden movement, he stared at her flustered back, and smiled knowingly.

In Pemberley, where the male master was away, no one noticed that they spent a pleasant and ambiguous afternoon in the piano room.

Until dinner, Elizabeth's cheeks were still blushing for a long time and she sat in front of the long-lost dining table. The butler came in and announced, "Mr. Darcy is back."

This announcement sounded like a wake-up call in Elizabeth's heart, causing her to wake up from the extremely happy time in the afternoon. Her heart suddenly contracted, and her face suddenly turned pale. She glanced at A glance at Colonel Fitzwilliam at the table.

He looked back at her very calmly.