Matriarch of the Hockleys

"You should have a good rest. I'm going to the dinner party." Mrs. Rufu tightly held the fan in her hand.

"Well." Ruth watched her mother walk out of the room before leaning on the sofa, secretly thinking whether she would meet Jack tonight, she knew that she didn't have much free time to spend, and this might be her last few days The day can be arranged freely.

Ruth hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to go to the deck tonight. If she could see Jack, she would say goodbye to him.

It was already dark, and there was a bustling scene on the Titanic again, with singing and dancing, and people's voices buzzing.

Ruth was wearing a simple dress and a wide-brimmed hat on her head. Her hair was disheveled by the sea breeze, and her delicate face had an anxious expression.She waited for a long time, but still couldn't see Jack's figure.

Just when Ruth looked a little depressed, she suddenly found that familiar figure.With a happy face, she took off her hat and waved it non-stop.

"Ruth? Why are you here?" Jack originally wanted to enjoy the sea breeze on the deck, but he didn't expect to see Ruth, whom he had been thinking about day and night.

"Jack, I, I, I have something to tell you." Ruth's excitement subsided in an instant, and she spoke hesitantly.

"Come down from there first, let's talk in a quieter place!" Jack pointed to the escalator.

Ruth slowly climbed down the escalator under Jack's gaze, she looked at Jack's smiling face and said with some difficulty, "Jack, I, we,"

Jack felt a little uneasy in his heart, and he took Ruth's hand: "Let's go down first, the sea breeze is a bit strong." "Okay."

Jack pulled Ruth down the deck, turned left and right, and walked into a room with a half-closed door.The decoration inside is very gorgeous, which is incompatible with the configuration of the third-class cabin outside the door.

"What is this room for?" Ruth looked around and asked curiously.

"I don't know too well. But it looks like a lounge, or a study." Jack didn't know too well. He found this room when he was wandering around on the first day on board.The door has never been closed, and now I can meet Ruth here. "What were you trying to say just now? Ruth."

Ruth's face became a little pale, she bit her lips and said, "I, I'm dating Hudson."

"That furrier?" Jack asked after a moment of silence.

"Yeah." Ruth pursed her lips.She wanted to confide her helplessness to Jack, but she didn't know what to say.

"Do you love him?" Jack said deadpan, worried he'd hear a heartbreaking answer from Ruth.

"Of course not." Ruth said firmly. What she liked was never a businessman full of money, but a businessman who shared a common language with her. . .Ruth bit her lip.

"Then why do you date him? Because your mother is satisfied with him?" Jack felt unwilling.He has always understood that it is impossible for him to be with Ruth, but when it comes to such a day, he still feels very painful.

"Well. But I don't want to be with him." Ruth confided her unwillingness to Jack with a face full of reluctance.

"Why didn't you resist? Life is so short, why should you wrong yourself to do something against your will?" Jack suppressed the joy in his heart because of Ruth's words.

Ruth's mother's cry recalled in her ears, and she suddenly didn't know how to say it. "I'm already powerless to struggle, and the helpless reality forces me to bow my head and compromise." Ruth's eyes became a little dull. "You know, I, I really don't like him." Ruth's eyes became a little moist.

Jack looked at Ruth in pain, and hugged Ruth.He stroked Ruth's hair and let her rest her head on his shoulder. "Don't be sad, everything will be fine."

After a long time, Ruth finally calmed down, and she pushed Jack away. "Thank you, Jack. I'm afraid you are the only one in this world who is willing to listen to what I have to say." Ruth picked up the veil and pressed her eyes. Ruth's originally heavy heart became lighter after telling her.

Jack looked at Ruth silently. After hesitating for a while, he said, "Ruth, there is something I want to tell you." After much deliberation, Jack decided to tell Ruth what was on his mind. He didn't want to leave any regrets.

Ruth looked at Jack quietly, the air suddenly became thinner, and Jack felt a little out of breath. "Ruth, you know, I am a wandering painter with nothing, and you are a noble lady. Our meeting, acquaintance, and acquaintance are as illusory as flowers in water," Ruth's heartbeat Some speed up, "Although we have only known each other for three days, I think I already know you very well. We both pursue art and like painting, and our thoughts are so compatible. I know, after you listen to the next words, maybe You'll think I'm delusional, but I still want to tell you."

Jack pursed his lips, "Miss Ruth Cabot, I, Jack Dawson, want to tell you solemnly. I am in love with you. You have captured me, beautiful Miss Ruth."

Ruth stared blankly at Jack. She was a little shocked, joyful, at a loss, and nervous. She didn't know what to do.

Jack paused, and said: "I know, my identity is not worthy of you. I stand here to confess to you, and I don't need you to express anything. I just want you to understand my feelings for you, because, maybe In a few days, we may never have the chance to meet again." Jack didn't expect to get a response from Ruth, but he still had a glimmer of expectation in his heart.

"It's too sudden, Jack." Ruth said in surprise, because she had a good impression of Jack.It is undeniable that when she heard these words, there was a hint of joy in her heart.But it was so sudden that she didn't know what to say.

"It's very late, I'll take you back first." Jack smiled wryly.He doesn't regret confessing to Ruth, even though Ruth will stay away from him because of it.

Ruth walked out of the room with Jack in silence. She looked at the mess of the third-class cabin along the road, and felt an unknown emotion in her heart.

"Good night, Ruth. See you tomorrow." Soon they reached the entrance of the first-class cabin.

"Well. Good night, Jack." "Can I come and see you tomorrow morning, Ruth." Jack thought for a while before asking. "Of course. See you tomorrow."

Jack watched Ruth disappear at the end of the corridor before slowly turning around and leaving.At the corner, the figure of a man in a gray-blue coat flashed by.

Ruth leaned on the bed, looked at her fingers, and recalled Jack's confession to her just now.Recalling Jack's sincere words, Ruth's cheeks felt a little hot, and her original heart began to shake.Do I really want to give up my freedom and spend a long life in the same world with a person I hate?Ruth felt suffocated at the thought of the life she might lead later on.She felt that her blood had turned cold and frozen, and the icicles pierced her skin fiercely, and her heart that was originally happy became cold.

"Sir." A man lowered his head, and Mr. Hudson sat quietly on a chair with a glass of red wine.

"You said he was a third-class kid?" Hudson looked down at the red wine in the glass and said in a tone without a trace of emotion.

"Yes, sir." The man who spoke was wearing a gray-blue coat.

"I see, you go out." Hudson took out five dollars from his pocket and put them on the table, his face became gloomy.

"Okay, sir." The man picked up the dollars on the table and walked out of the room.

Mr. Hudson's fingers holding the wine glass became tense. He bowed his head silently, and suddenly stood up from his chair. "Boom!" The exquisite wine glass fell on the expensive and gorgeous carpet with the bright red wine, Hudson looked at the messy carpet and his pupils tightened, "Ruth!" Hudson growled in a hoarse voice.

If we say that before, Mr. Hudson only regarded Ruth as a suitable marriage partner.Then after confirming the relationship, Hudson has classified Ruth as his own property.The male's strong possessive desire will never allow any opposite sex to contaminate Ruth, even if he doesn't love Ruth.Ruth's contact with Jack made him feel seriously offended.He felt like giving them a warning to make them understand something.

In the dark room, Hudson's distorted face under the light gave a chill.

Countess Bruce looked at Andrea, and suddenly said, "Andrea, you seem to have a good chat with that Mr. Hockley today." That Mr. Hockley's family is okay, but is he too old? A little bit.And isn't he courting that Miss Cabot?Countess Bruce narrowed her eyes.

"It's okay, we should be considered friends." Andrea smiled.After talking with Karl, Andrea no longer had the initial rejection of Karl.But it is far from saying that Andrea has a good impression of Carl.

"What's your impression of that Mr. Hockley?" Mrs. Bruce asked tentatively.

"A patient and shrewd businessman. Although he is a bit arrogant, he is much better than other gentlemen." Andrea took off her diamond earrings and said to Mrs. Bruce with a smile.

"He seems to be pursuing you, is it true Andrea?"

Andrea's eyes flashed, "Maybe."

"Andrea, your age is just right. If there are excellent gentlemen chasing you, you can take a look first. After all, excellent men in the upper class are also a scarce resource. But Andrea, ladies are reserved Don't be fooled for a while and ruin your reputation in the upper class, which will be bad for your future marriage." Mrs. Bruce does not object to Andrea's dealings with gentlemen, but the upper class also does not lack smooth-talking libertines .