Matriarch of the Hockleys

"Ruth, come here quickly, let me help you fasten the corset, time is running out, and the dinner party is about to begin." Rufu urged anxiously.

"Come on, Mom." Ruth walked slowly to the bed.She hated wearing corsets, and Ruth looked disapprovingly at the corset her mother held in her hand.

Ruth tugged on the belt of her waist tightly, Ruth's hands rested on the bed rails, and she felt like she couldn't breathe.Ruth's figure is a bit plump, so she didn't like tight clothing since she was a child. She believed that corsets bound women and destroyed them.

Ruth held the bed rail tightly with both hands, and frowned in pain.After forty minutes of struggle, Rufu finally got her daughter dressed.

Rufu sat on the chair, looking at her beautiful daughter confidently. "Ruth, I know you don't like Mr. Hockley, but it's not impossible." Ruf paused and said, "I've asked before, there are a few men on Titanic who are not inferior to Mr. Hockley at all. You can choose a gentleman you like more." Ruth never thought that those wealthy men would dislike Ruth, and she was always full of confidence in her daughter's appearance.

"However, you can't offend Mr. Hockley too much. After all, he booked the boat tickets for us." Mrs. Rufu, who was worried that her daughter had not picked a rich man, left Mr. Hockley, hurriedly said.After all, Mr. Hockley is also very good, and he can be regarded as a candidate.

"Understood, Mom." Ruth was grateful that she didn't have to communicate with Carl too much, but she was also dissatisfied with her mother's idea that she would choose a better man.

She only hoped to meet a gentleman who was not too annoying, so that she could get rid of her mother's persecution for a while, Ruth looked helpless.

Carl walked into the restaurant well dressed, he took a glass of wine and went up to chat with those ladies and gentlemen.

"Oh! Mr. Hockley, let me introduce these beautiful ladies to you!" Colonel Gesire smiled and walked with Karl to the wives and young ladies who were talking.

"Doris, let me introduce a gentleman to you!" Colonel Gesire said enthusiastically.

"Mr. Hockley?" Miss William asked uncertainly.

"You guys know each other? Karl?" Colonel Gesire looked puzzled.

"Oh! Yes, we met in the dining room this morning," Carl replied, laughing, "with this Miss Bruce."

"This is really fate! Ladies, this is my friend Mr. Carl Hockley. He is from New York, USA, and his father is the famous 'Steel King', hahahaha." Colonel Gesire let out a hearty laugh, Introduced to several ladies.

"Did Mr. Hockley go back to America alone?" Andrea, who had been quiet all along, asked curiously.

"Yes. But my friend Miss Ruth and her mother, Mrs. Ruth, are also going to the United States. We live very close, so we are not alone." Carl has an inexplicable affection for Andrea, he Patiently explained.

"Miss Cabot at noon? She doesn't look easy to pursue." Doris said with a teaser.

"Oh, Miss William misunderstood, Miss Ruth and I are just ordinary friends." For some reason, Carl panicked and said hastily.

When the words that distanced himself from Ruth blurted out, Carl suddenly felt relieved.Was she tired of pursuing Ruth?Maybe, every time Ruth sees her, that perfunctory attitude is always on the surface.forget it!Let her go, and let him go.Carl looked a little downcast.

"Ruth, talk to Mr. Hudson slowly, I'm going to find my friend." After saying that, Rufu left.

"Miss Ruth, do you want something to eat?" Mr. Hudson said gently, "Do you want me to help you choose?"

"Milk puffs, thank you." This Mr. Hudson is much more humble than Carl, maybe she can try to socialize with him, so that her mother will not always push herself to go to the banquet, Ruth wondered whether To associate with Mr. Hudson.

"Your puffs, Ruth." Mr. Hudson smiled and handed the plate to Ruth.Mr. Hudson did not expect that he would meet such a unique lady during this ordinary journey. She is so beautiful!

"Would you like to go on the deck and blow the sea breeze, the sea breeze with the unique smell of sea water is very comfortable to blow on your body." Mr. Hudson wanted to create an opportunity for himself to be alone with the beauty.

"Of course." Ruth didn't want to stay at a banquet full of hypocrisy for a long time. She thought that Mr. Hudson, like herself, didn't like the hypocrisy of high society.

Perhaps by mistake, Mr. Hudson's impression in Ruth's heart has changed for the better.

Mr. Hudson, who was absorbed in joy, forgot that it was still a bit cold April.The sea breeze not only has its unique breath, but also has an icy chill.

"Oh, Miss Ruth, it's all my mistake, let's go to the cinema room!" Mr. Hudson said with an embarrassed expression.

"Mr. Hudson, do you know how to drink whiskey? I haven't drank it yet, why don't I wait for you here." Ruth walked out of the restaurant, like putting away a sharp thorn, she said with a smile, Hudson Also showed a silly smile.

"Of course, I'm going to get the whiskey." Mr. Hudson happily walked to the cabin.Ruth's smile is so beautiful,.

And Ruth, who showed her first sincere smile since boarding the boat, looked at the calm sea and felt a long-lost relaxation.Maybe it would be nice to hang out with Mr. Hudson!Ruth smiled and began to really think about Mr. Hudson.

On the deck not far away, Jack looked greedily at Ruth's figure.He didn't know if he was possessed, but he sneaked onto the deck of the first-class cabin to find an unknown lady.

"Ah!" Ruth, who was pacing on the deck, stepped on a round bead, and she leaned forward.From Jack's point of view, it looked like Ruth herself fell over the rails, like those who committed suicide by jumping into the sea.

"Oh! Help, is anyone here? Help," Ruth, who was clinging tightly to the railing of the boat, cried out as she felt heart palpitations as she looked at the splashing sea under her feet.

Startled by Ruth, Jack ran towards Ruth before he had time to think.Jack, who didn't pay attention to the deck, unfortunately stepped on the bead that caused Ruth to fall.

When Jack fell, Ruth just couldn't hold on anymore.Fortunately, Jack grabbed the rope tied to the Titanic.Holding the rope tightly with one hand, he put his arm around Ruth and called up, "Is there anyone? Help. Is there anyone?"

Perhaps it was because of the company that Ruth, who was panicked before, became calm.Thinking of the picture of Jack falling before, Ruth couldn't help laughing, "Pfft, hum..." Thinking that Jack fell to save herself, Ruth covered her mouth.

"Let's call later. There is no one on the deck right now. Wait until my friend comes to me and calls for help." Ruth said shyly, she had never been so close to a strange man before.Ruth's face was flushed with two blush.Her clothes were mostly wet, and her upper body was tightly pressed against Jack's chest.

"Why did you commit suicide?" Jack asked hastily after temporarily stopping to call for help.

"Who said I was going to commit suicide, I accidentally stepped on the beads and fell off, didn't you too?"

Jack blushed when he thought that his hero failed to save the beauty, but caused Ruth. "Sorry, I thought...sorry."

"It's okay, after all, you fell to save me. I'm Ruth Cabot. Are you?" Ruth asked, brushing her wet hair to her forehead.

"I'm Jack Dawson...it's...a passenger." Subconsciously, Jack didn't want Ruth to know that he was a third-class passenger, he was afraid of the disdain and contempt in Ruth's eyes.

"Do you like painting? I'm a painter, and I'm good at painting portraits." When Jack mentioned his favorite profession, his eyes were full of confidence.

"Of course, I like art very much. I even brought Picasso's paintings on this trip to decorate my bedroom!" Ruth was very interested in Jack's career.She has loved drawing since she was a child, but she hasn't drawn much since her father passed away.Even the finance that I learned in school was forced by my mother in order to let me have more conversation topics with those rich men.You must know that what I always wanted to study at first was art major!

After Ruth raised her head and finished speaking, her eyes suddenly met Jack's. She saw that Jack's eyes were all about herself, and her eyes were all about Jack.An ambiguous atmosphere lingered around the two of them.

"Where are you, Ruth? Ruth," Mr. Hudson called from the deck.

"Here, we're down there," Ruth responded hastily when she heard Mr. Hudson's shout.

"Ruth? Why are you down here? Wait a minute, Ruth, I'll call the crew, hold on." Mr. Hudson, who was lying on the rail, hurriedly ran to the crew's duty room. Regretted suggesting Ruth to come on deck.

After nearly half an hour, Ruth and Jack were dragged up by the crew.Hudson hurriedly took off his coat to save Ruth, "Have a quick drink, Ruth." Hudson hurriedly handed the opened whiskey to Ruth.

"What happened? Ruth." Hudson looked at Jack vigilantly. How could this man, who was obviously not a first-class passenger, be with Ruth.

"I slipped by accident. Mr. Dawson stepped on the bead when he came to rescue me, and fell off the boat with me." Ruth, who took a few sips of whiskey, recovered her breath.

"Really? Then why is this Mr. Dawson on this deck? You are also a first-class passenger?" The crew who was reminded by Mr. Hudson looked at Jack vigilantly.

The author has something to say: Thanks to 'LXY' and 'Girl Maruko' for their encouragement, okay! (^з^)