[Pride and Prejudice] My husband loves me again

"This is really terrible!" Charlotte wrote on the paper, but there was no expression of fear on her face. It was better to save her and Elizabeth's reputation than to ask why she did such a terrible thing. is the most important.Maybe Elizabeth is smart and beautiful and doesn't worry about getting married, but Charlotte knows that if the news gets out, she will completely cut off her marriage.

She was tired of her parents' helpless gazes and teasing jokes from others.

Even if the teasing is sometimes well-intentioned.

Judging from the capital she has in the marriage market, she is indeed jealous of Elizabeth. Whether she is young, beautiful, or lovable, Elizabeth has many advantages that Charlotte did not have since she was born.But this is not enough to make Charlotte herself hurt Elizabeth, because as a close friend, she knows very well that she has an incomparable grasp of the overall situation, and even Elizabeth can't hide her impulsive flaws in this respect.

For this reason, Charlotte has never felt inferior, but this cannot avoid pain.It's not because I haven't gotten love, but because of the unavoidable social pressure, which is disgusting.

Elizabeth understands that Charlotte has already made a choice. If she chooses to cover it up, no one will be able to find out the flaw. Even if you suspect that there is a flaw, it will be difficult for you to prove it on Charlotte: "Yes. , Charlotte, the situation at that time was really terrible. I met you in Meryton and went to the lace shop together. I didn't expect you to fall a lot on the way back, and you were caught in the basket by such a coincidence. The lace scissors cut the neck."

"It's so terrible that I can't even think about the minute and second of that time," Charlotte wrote word by word on the paper: "But I have to think about it again, so that I won't be so careless in the future." to repeat the same mistakes.”

Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that what Charlotte meant was that she memorized Elizabeth's words, and as long as they spoke in unison, the incident would be successfully covered up.

Both of them avoided the so-called truth, and even Charlotte was unwilling to delve into what the truth was.

This does no one any good.

From the moment Charlotte woke up, she planned to leave all this behind and move on.

Elizabeth took care of Charlotte to lie down, and told her that the doctor did not agree to let her move for the time being, and that she had to recover from her injuries in Netherfield Gardens for a while, but according to Mr. Darcy and Miss Anne, she was very welcome to stay. , and Caroline said in a sour way that everyone is already very experienced in taking care of patients.

Mr. Darcy immediately offered to trouble Miss Bingley.

Caroline was green in the face.

The departure of the time-traveling woman on Charlotte obviously has nothing to do with the success or failure of her strategy. Elizabeth guessed that it was probably because Charlotte was seriously injured and dying, which caused the time-traveling woman to leave by luck.This has no guiding significance for her current predicament. Even if Lydia is malicious to herself, Elizabeth can't rashly stab her.

While excited, Elizabeth was a little discouraged.

When Elizabeth went downstairs, she got everyone's unanimous attention. She used the set of rhetoric she had made with Charlotte to deal with the crowd, and the ladies and ladies were stunned. The men, out of gentlemanly demeanor, No screaming "this is horrible" like the ladies did.

When Mrs. Lucas heard that the situation was so dangerous, she could hardly stand, and fell on the sofa, tears falling down.

Sir Lucas rubbed his head: "Although it sounds unbelievable, it is not impossible. Aeschylus, who wrote tragedies in ancient Greece, was killed by a tortoise thrown by an eagle, no matter who happened to him , this kind of coincidence is a great tragedy, Charlotte was able to be rescued, how lucky!"

But no one cares about him.

In addition, Elizabeth could only thank Wickham insincerely. It was he who happened to pass by and extended a helping hand in time, so that Charlotte was rescued from danger.This is also to remove Wickham from the identity of the person involved, and stop him with the heroic treatment of doing good deeds. Even if he later regrets that he was there, no one will believe his words.

"It's the inherent duty of a soldier to protect the safety of one side!" Wickham behaved modestly and decently. Although he declined repeatedly, it made Sir Lucas even more determined to seek a commendation for Wickham.Such a person, if Elizabeth knew his true face, you would never have imagined that his first reaction at that time was to abandon the still alive Charlotte's body.

Darcy noticed that Elizabeth's face was not good, and she was not as happy as everyone else because Charlotte Lucas survived the disaster.

She was smiling all the time.

He wanted to ask why, but he had no chance.

Dr. Brown arranged for relatives to see patients in the evening, and Netherfield Garden prepared a simple afternoon tea for the waiting guests. Elizabeth only said that she was tired, and Miss Anne took her to her room to rest for a while.

He joked about his cousin's bad words, and he wanted to go down to help entertain the guests, so he let Elizabeth alone.

Bad words are polite words, and Darcy is simply too lazy to deal with these guests.

"Miss Elizabeth is resting in my room. It's really not easy for her. After witnessing such a tragic event, fortunately, Miss Lucas is fine. It is not easy for Miss Elizabeth to survive until now." Anne deliberately betrayed Darcy, It's a joy to see the male protagonist fidgeting and holding the book for a long time without turning a page, and then she sent an assist naturally: "Ah, I'm going to take medicine, cousin Darcy, can you get it for me?"

Darcy couldn't wish more.

Thank goodness Elizabeth wasn't in the bedroom, she closed her eyes on the living room sofa attached to the bedroom.

Otherwise, Darcy couldn't break into the bedroom to meet her anyway.

Elizabeth woke up when the door opened, and then saw Darcy standing in the doorway.

She finally dozed off, her eyes were bleary at the moment, her cheeks were flushed with sleep, and the broken hair on her forehead was sticking to her cheeks in a mess due to the slight sweat, which made Darcy's loving starry eyes dim at the moment, completely A kind of homey and cute.It was a sight that no one outside the family could see, and Darcy felt an eerie and exciting intimacy.

Could it be that if one day Miss Elizabeth becomes his wife, he can often see her in a private way in the boudoir.

Or if she is lying on the bed in the bedroom instead of sitting on this kind of hard sofa chair, the horizontal curves must be more beautiful.

Downstairs, the host and guests had a good time, and the noisy laughter shocked Darcy's flying imagination back to the original place.

He felt very embarrassed when he met Elizabeth's questioning eyes.

Elizabeth didn't feel that she was particularly rude, so she brushed her hair and stood up to salute Darcy. Who knew that Darcy had imagined the whole Sistine just like Michelangelo in the Renaissance. There are so many pictures of beauties in the dome murals of the chapel.

"Miss de Bourgh placed me here to rest temporarily," Elizabeth deliberately reminded Darcy that this was his cousin's room, and asked him to quickly express his intention to avoid suspicion: "If she has any orders, I am willing to help, Darcy Mr. See, is Miss de Bourgh taking her medicine?"

"Yes, it's time for her to take her medicine, and her medicine can't be stopped." Having said that, Darcy closed the door.

It was so noisy downstairs and so quiet upstairs, but Elizabeth felt her heart beating loudly.

"Miss Lucas is out of danger, I thought you should be very happy, Miss Elizabeth," Darcy asked directly, time was running out, and they couldn't stay alone for too long: "Please tell me the reason, the reason for your gloom."

Elizabeth thought that Darcy had misunderstood: "Of course I am happy, Mr. Darcy, things are not what you think..."

"You misunderstood, Miss Elizabeth," Darcy said that he absolutely believed in the character of the other party: "Of course you are happy for Miss Lucas, but you have other things on your mind, please forgive my presumptuousness, it is urgent Waiting to serve you."

Elizabeth felt a sudden warmth. If she was Mrs. Darcy at this time, it would be natural for Mr. Darcy to understand and help; but she is not now, and there are constant twists and turns. It is deep love.

"I can't help you, Mr. Darcy," Elizabeth asked Darcy hopefully, "I just hope that Miss Lucas can be properly taken care of here. Of course it is certain. Your family and the Bingley family are so friendly." Dear, but I hope you will pay a visit to Miss Lucas, Mr Darcy, and I promise you will not be disappointed."

Darcy immediately reacted: "Is that what I understand? Miss Elizabeth, is Miss Lucas the same as your sister..."

Elizabeth nodded, maybe it wasn't fair, she couldn't tell Darcy the truth, but wanted Darcy's approval.

During these days, she felt that she was too lonely, losing her husband who could rely on each other, and that feeling of loneliness was often out of control, after all, she once had such a wonderful Mr. Darcy.She wished she could rest her head on familiar shoulders, and those familiar hands could take care of the worries on her temples.

Elizabeth felt the heat in her eyes: "They have all become very strange, I am scared and lonely..."

"I promise you, I'll see Miss Lucas," Darcy said eagerly, "seeing is believing."

"Thank you, Mr. Darcy," Elizabeth didn't know how to express her gratitude, and it felt very awkward to express her gratitude to Darcy, they should have been so close: "I feel better."

Darcy didn't want this thank you at all, he wanted it, and unfortunately missed it on the night of the Netherfield ball.

When these troubles are solved, there will always be another opportunity, the solitude in the field of flowers, the confiding of the beautiful woman, and the blessings of relatives and friends, Darcy vows to make everything perfect.

Nice idea, if Darcy could really restrain himself.

He took a sudden step forward and grabbed Elizabeth's hand.

That hand was cold because of Darcy's nervousness, and there was still a slight tide of sweat. The familiar touch made Elizabeth tremble. Her knee hit the coffee table beside the sofa, and the glass bottle rolled to the ground and broke into pieces.

That's Annie's vial.