[Titanic] How could the male lead be an angel

How could the hero be an angel 15

——>> "Today's after-dinner drink took longer than Carl imagined."

Carl, who returned to the restaurant, could not avoid being asked by Mrs. Bucket what he was doing after leaving the table for so long. He made an excuse at random, saying that the wine served by the waiter accidentally stained his clothes, so he returned Mrs. Bucket had no doubts, nodded and straightened her body before going to talk to the countess who was sitting on the other side of her.

Carl opened the cigarette case and took out a cigarette between his index finger and middle finger. The waiter behind him immediately came to his side to help him light it. He took a puff of the cigarette and looked at Rose through the curling smoke. She seemed to be in a daze, her gray-blue eyes looked at the foie gras on the plate without focus, and seemed to be looking at the things under the plate through the foie gras.

But what could be under the plate?There was only a tablecloth, but Rose seemed to see a black hole.

His sitting down failed to attract Rose's attention. It seems that Rose didn't know that he left just now. Rose has been like this since they got on the boat, as if the people around him didn't exist, and everything around him didn't exist. Yes, her mother, Ruf Bukett, cared more about herself than Rose.

This made him wonder who is his fiancee?Ruth or Rose?

"Honey, your eyes are about to poke a hole out of the foie gras."

Carl turned his head slightly and approached Rose, wanting to remind Rose to recover, but what he got from Rose was a look of disgust.

Carl was not surprised at all, this was not the first time Rose looked at him like this.He tried his best to please her, and bought the Titanic's ticket back to the United States for Rose, but Rose didn't accept his favor at all.

He thought of Rebecca's beautiful dark golden pupils, she was always excited and excited when she looked at him.Becca always gave him great satisfaction.

Rose realized that her behavior was inappropriate, and she subconsciously hated Carl no matter how she concealed it, she coughed lightly in embarrassment, pretending to be choked by the smell of tobacco.

Carl stared at Rose for a moment, then stubbed out his cigarette.

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Today's after-dinner drink time was longer than Carl imagined, but when he walked out of the smoking room, he looked at his pocket watch. The time was not longer than before, on the contrary, it was shorter, probably because of his absent-mindedness.

When he was walking towards Rebecca's room, Carl suddenly had an idea. He stopped a passing crew member, gave him a few banknotes, gave him Rebecca's room number, and asked him to call the musician. .

"Does sir want a whole band to play for you?"

There are a total of seven musicians playing music in the banquet hall. Although he has enough money to hire a whole band to play for him, considering that the room he reserved for Rebecca is too crowded with so many people, Carl said : "Three is enough."

"Yes, sir, just a moment, please."

The musicians lived in the second class, and it would take some time to come to the first class, and it happened that he could use this time to move all the furniture in Rebecca's room and make room for it.

Rebecca's room was not small, but it was too cramped for what he was going to do later.

Carl paid the money and got a few waiters to move the sofa, table and chairs to the corner. Rebecca stood beside the capitalist with a huge question mark on her head: "Carl, what is this for?"

The capitalist said mysteriously: "You will know soon,"

After the waiters got things done, the musicians came. Rebecca looked at the musicians with the cello and the violin, and knew what Carl was going to do, but she couldn't dance!

Every lady in the upper class can dance. Dancing is a compulsory course for communication, but Rebecca is not a socialite in the upper class. There is no teacher to teach her, and she has not studied systematically. I can not dance……"

Rebecca's concern was trivial to the capitalist: "Take off your shoes, Rebecca."

Before he took Rebecca on board, he specially ordered the crew to spread cashmere carpets in Rebecca's room. Becca got up in the middle of the night at home, afraid that turning on the lights at night would wake him up, so she walked out of the living room in the dark, most of the time. He couldn't find slippers and stepped on the floor with bare feet. He was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he didn't forget about it when he got on the boat. Now this carpet will come in handy.

The length of the skirt and the bustle made it impossible for Rebecca to see her feet even when she took off her shoes, so Rebecca didn't feel embarrassed, but it surprised Rebecca that Karl also stepped on the furry carpet with bare feet.

To Rebecca's eyes-fired question, the capitalist replied: "I don't want my high-end leather shoes to be trampled by you, dear."

He has dozens of pairs of high-end leather shoes, and he brought several pairs on board, all kinds of famous brands. The pair on his feet is just a drop in the bucket for him, so he doesn't care. He is only afraid that the shoes are too hard for Becca to step on uncomfortable.

Watching the ungentleman Cal Hockley and the unladylike Rebecca Gilbert taking off their shoes in front of him, the conductor of the band, Wallace Hartley, discussed with his companions and played a slower lyric music.

Carl bent over and stretched out his hand to Rebecca, and made a gesture of invitation: "This beautiful lady, can I invite you to dance?"

He was wearing a tuxedo, a bow tie, but no shoes. The overall image looked a little funny, but Rebecca just felt so warm.

She knew why he, who cares so much about appearance, took off his shoes, it was because of her...

Passing his hand to Carl, the capitalist embraced Rebecca's waist with his right hand.

With his left hand clasped and his right hand resting on his shoulder, Rebecca was led by Karl to dance slowly on the cashmere carpet.

left, right, left.

right, left, right.

go in circles.

The basic dance steps are not difficult after mastering the rhythm, but Rebecca still carefully watched the beat on her feet, for fear of stepping on Carl's feet.

"Becca, look up at me." His girlfriend kept looking at the ground, which made the capitalist unhappy. Although he knew that Becca was afraid of stepping on his feet, it made him feel like his feet were Is it prettier than his face? Doubts like anger.

Carl's slightly commanding tone made Rebecca nervous, and one of her feet stepped on Carl without paying attention.

Rebecca felt a little guilty: "I'm sorry..."

"It's okay." The capitalist didn't stop, and continued to take Rebecca from side to side: "Look at me, Rebecca, relax a bit, I'm not a foreman who oppresses your labor, I'm your man."

"inued"