Matriarch of the Hockleys

"Miss Ruth, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to dance the first dance at today's dinner." Mr. Anderson said with a smile on his face.

"If you can find me at the dinner for the first time today, then of course you can." Ruth replied ambiguously.

"I will definitely find you, Miss Ruth." "I'll take you back, Miss Ruth." Mr. Hudson's eyes were full of confidence that he must win.

"No, I'll go back by myself. See you tonight, Mr. Hudson." Ruth refused Hudson's escort.

Looking at Ruth's leaving back, Hudson's eyes no longer had the tenderness just now.He had asked someone to inquire about Ruth's background yesterday.A down-and-out nobleman's daughter, who is in debt, and has a vain, greedy mother, really doesn't meet her marriage standards.

But who made his family full of businessmen and commoners!In order to better integrate into the upper class, he must marry a lady of noble blood.Otherwise, hum!When she and her brothers seized the right of inheritance, Ruth didn't know where she was, so she was perfunctory to me? !snort!

Ruth, who walked out of Mr. Hudson's sight, walked quickly back to her room, "Huh..." Ruth leaned against the tightly closed door and slowly slid on the ground.Ruth curled up and hugged her knees, not caring whether she stained her skirt or not.Why did my life become like this, obviously I just want to be able to live according to my own ideas.

Ruth looked sleepy, and she was not in the mood for the evening banquet.

When Ruth finished her bath and walked out of the bathroom, Mrs. Ruth was already sitting in the room. "Ruth, hurry up and dress up, the dinner party is about to begin."

"Got it," Ruth remembered that she had invited Jack, and became a little interested in the dinner.She wondered if that Mr. Dawson would dislike this hypocritical banquet as much as she did, but she finally understood.Both Mr. Hockley and Mr. Hudson have similar temperaments.They are arrogant, look down on ordinary people, think they are superior to others, and like to make their own decisions.But during the Titanic voyage, I still have to keep in touch with Mr. Hudson, otherwise my mother will not be safe again.

Ruth, who made up her mind, never thought about whether Mr. Hudson really liked her.After all, Ruth has always been the object of men's pursuit, and she is full of confidence in her charm.

"Mommy, let's go." Ruth stepped forward and took Mrs. Ruth's arm and said.

Jack wandered anxiously at the door of the first-class cabin, how could he forget that it was not a dark night.How do you get into first class without a decent coat?

"Oh, what happened? Young man." Mrs. Molly Brown was just about to go to the restaurant when she was attracted by Jack who was trying to explain to the crew.

"Good evening, dear lady." Jack greeted Mrs. Molly Brown imitating the gesture he had just seen.

"I'm Jack Dawson. I helped a lady yesterday. She invited me to today's dinner, but I don't have a suitable dress, so..." Jack smiled helplessly.

"What a helpful sir!" said Mrs. Molly Brown exaggeratedly. "Come with me, my son is about your age, and he has some clothes with me, if you don't mind."

"Oh! Thank you for your help, ma'am. You are such a kind lady." Jack's words made Mrs. Molly Brown smile from ear to ear.

"How is it?" Mrs. Molly Brown asked Jack who had changed his clothes.

Jack looked at himself in the mirror in disbelief.He was wearing a black dress borrowed by Mrs. Molly Brown, with a slightly tight white shirt underneath.Hair oil was rubbed on the head, and the hair was combed neatly in the back.What a nobleman, Jack exclaimed.

"This is wonderful, thank you, Mrs. Molly Brown, and I'll return the laundry."

"No, this dress suits you very well, so I'll give it to you. The dinner party is about to start, let's go."

Jack followed Mrs. Molly Brown into the restaurant.He saw Ruth at a glance, "Miss Cabot."

"Mr. Dawson, I'm still looking for you! Why are you here so late? The dance has already started." Ruth just politely declined Mr. Hudson's invitation.

"This is?" Mrs. Rufu realized that she had never seen Jack in the first class, so it must be someone from the second class, right?How did he get in?

"Mom, this is the husband who saved me yesterday, Jack Dawson." Ruth introduced to her mother with a smile.

"Is this Mr. Dawson also a first-class passenger? Why have I never seen it?"

"Mr. Dawson is a first-class passenger, but there are not many kind-hearted men like him." Mrs. Molly Brown rescued.

Mrs. Rufu looked at Jack disdainfully, third class?God only knew how Ruth could have known such a man!

"I'll take you to meet some people," Rose beckoned Jack to leave with her, worried that Rufu might say something sarcastic.

"Mrs. Molly Brown don't want to stay with those low-class people all day, you don't have to lose your status. Oh! I forgot, you have no status to lose." Mrs. Rufu transferred her unhappiness to On Mrs. Molly Brown who brought Jack in.No wonder the so-called nouveau riche got mixed up with the third-class people.If it wasn't for her husband's luck and fortune, how could such a person get into the first class.

"The husband of Mrs. Molly Brown just now is a mine owner in Colorado. It is said that gold mines were discovered in her mine." "And that gentleman who is drinking, that is Sir Gomer." "And that Mr. Sean Astor holding a wine glass, he was named the Earl of Rose, the richest man on the Titanic. Next to him is his wife McPhee." Ruth pointed to a pair of people who were talking Couple, said to Jack.

"Is that lady pregnant?" Jack looked at McPhee in surprise and asked Ruth. "She loves corsets?"

"I don't know, but it's funny, isn't it?" Ruth said mockingly.In Ruth's eyes, McPhee's slightly protruding stomach, but still wearing a tight dress is very ugly.

"Ruth, who is this?" Mr. Hudson deliberately pretended not to recognize Jack.

"This is Jack Dawson who helped me yesterday." Ruth said disapprovingly.

"It turned out to be Mr. Dawson. I wonder if you live in the third class?" Mr. Hudson didn't like Jack who attracted Ruth's attention.

"Of course, there are no rats in the third-class cabin." Jack joked, making Ruth cover her mouth with a fan.

Mr. Hudson was a little annoyed.Could it be that in the eyes of this Miss Ruth, I am not as good as that poor boy who is sitting in the third class?

Not far away, Rufu saw the dissatisfaction on Hudson's face sharply, and she hurried towards Ruth. "My God! Mr. Dawson, how can you wear these shoes!"

Only then did Jack realize that all the men present were wearing shiny shoes, and his old leather shoes were particularly conspicuous among them. "That's how I stand out, isn't it?" Jack said playfully.

What a funny, humorous man, Ruth thought, laughing.

the other side of the restaurant

Miss William held a glass of red wine and said, "There is no Mr. Hockley among the two gentlemen next to Miss Ruth. I will win. Dear Andrea, hurry up and get your chocolate ready, I I can't help but want to taste it." She looked at Andrea proudly.

"Doris, don't make up your mind so quickly. That Mrs. Rufu will not easily let go of any man she likes." Andrea didn't think she would lose.

"I heard that Mr. Dawson is a painter? I don't know where you once held an art exhibition, and I will go with others to support you in the future." Mr. Hudson doesn't think that a person who lives in the third class can do it He wanted to humiliate Jack very much at this time.

"Well, I haven't held an art exhibition yet. But I have been traveling for a few years, and I believe that the day when I can hold an art exhibition is not far away." Jack began to tell the people around him what he heard when he was a wandering painter. anecdote.

"Oh!" "Oh my God!" "It's amazing." "Wow!" With a shy smile on Jack's face, he listened shyly to the exclamation of the people around him.

"Hmph!" Mrs. Ruth looked at Ruth who asked Jack questions from time to time with a bad expression. "Ruth, why don't you go dancing?"

"Beautiful lady, I wonder if I have the honor to ask you to dance?" Mr. Hudson adjusted his expression and extended his right hand to Ruth.

"Of course, Mr. Hudson." Ruth showed a standard smile and handed her left hand to Mr. Hudson.

Mrs. Rufu smiled with satisfaction, and then cast a disdainful look at Jack.

Ruth and Mr. Hudson are waltzing on the dance floor, looking like a couple from a distance, very beautiful.

"Miss Ruth, what do you usually like to do?" Hudson asked with a smile.

"Art-related things like painting are fine." Ruth knew that she shouldn't blame Mr. Hudson, but she was still dissatisfied with Hudson.

"What do you think of the Titanic?" Mr. Hudson tried to interest Ruth in the conversation.

"Very good, but the so-called 'never addicted' is too exaggerated." Ruth disapproved of the one-sided boast of Titanic in the press.

"Why do you think so? You know, the Titanic is currently the world's largest passenger ship with the most complete equipment and the most advanced technology." Hudson didn't quite understand why Ruth had such an idea.

"There is no absolute, isn't it? No ship is unsinkable, even the Titanic." Ruth did not agree with Hudson's arrogant thoughts.

"Ruth, don't say that. Let's talk about other things. Later, I will take you to meet the captain and Mr. Andrew, the chief designer of the Titanic." Mr. Hudson didn't want to be on the Titanic. Being entangled in the question of Hui Shen, he hastily changed the topic.

"Okay." Ruth was dissatisfied with Mr. Hudson's behavior.Am I going to live with a man who doesn't know what I think and doesn't care what I think?Ruth suddenly had a strong rejection of Mr. Hudson.

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