[Titanic] How could the male lead be an angel

How could the hero be an angel 35

——>> "She doesn't want to hear the details of Carl's engagement party, not at all."

Rebecca didn't know what to say. Lindana told herself what had happened to her. She was less wary of Lindana, but...how should I answer this question?

She considered: "I..."

"He's not like Benjamin," Lindana said firmly. "Hockley doesn't look like a nice guy."

How many good people are there in the capitalist family?It was her luck that she met Benjamin. Even though he was half an age ring older than her, Hockley was obviously different. From his little actions at the banquet, she could tell that he was a man with a small belly.

"You are not allowed to say that about him!" Hearing Lindana say that, Karl Rebecca was a little angry: "He is a good man!"

If Karl hadn't been a good person, he wouldn't have picked her up in the snow and ice. He would have looked at her coldly like those who walked past her, and then left indifferently.

But he didn't.

It was he who saved her.

Rebecca still remembers that day when she looked up at his black leather shoes, he stood against the light, his whole body was covered with a layer of golden light, and there was a pair of huge white wings behind him.

"Wow~" Lin Danna said in a strange voice, "You don't allow others to say that he is bad, so you love him so much?"

Rebecca lowered her head to grab the bed sheet, and muttered softly: "Anyway, no one is allowed to say that he is not good..."

"Rebecca, don't you like that Mr. Hamilton?" Compared to Hockley, Hamilton is obviously better. Although the nouveau riche is looked down upon by the upper class, but he is also from poverty to wealth, he must know better Compassionate to others: "Younger, more handsome, and bolder."

What on earth was Lindana Obart looking for her today?First, she analyzed herself in depth, and then helped her analyze the strengths and weaknesses of the two men. Mrs. Obart could not be the lobbyist Lawrence found, right?

Rebecca thought for a moment: "Mrs. Obart, are you... Are you familiar with Lawrence?"

"Unfamiliar," Mrs. Obate shook her head, "Why do you ask?"

"Hmm..." Rebecca felt that her thoughts were absurd: "It's nothing."

"I know what you want to ask," Lindana said as if she had a third eye, "Why did I come to you... because you interest me very much."

If the person in front of her was a man, Rebecca would really think that Obate was teasing her.

Lin Danna is interested in her?

Is it commendatory?

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Lindana's carefree and straightforward personality reminded Rebecca of Jack, but she was fundamentally different from Jack, that was, Jack's words were not as sharp as hers.

Getting along with Lindana was not very pleasant. From time to time, a thorn flew over her words, but what she said was very reasonable, leaving Rebecca speechless to refute.

After staying in Rebecca's room for a while, Mrs. Obart said she wanted to go for a physical relaxation, and asked Rebecca if she wanted to go with her.Rebecca thought for a while, her foot was not a big problem, it was just a superficial injury, and after taking medicine for a night of sleep, the wound was almost healed, as long as it wasn't about running, jumping and doing strenuous exercise, it wouldn't crack again ,only……

Karl told her to stay in the room and not to go out.

She was afraid that he would be unhappy.

"I...need to ask Karl first..."

"Did Hockley imprison you?" Mrs. Obart couldn't believe Rebecca's answer, and Benjamin would not restrict her actions, so she said that Hockley is not a good person. , clearly raising them like livestock|animals: "This kind of thing also needs to be approved by him?"

Rebecca couldn't deny it.

"I really don't know what there is to love about this kind of man..." Lindana muttered softly, and then said: "Then let the gentleman standing guard at the door ask Hockley if he agrees."

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Lai Fujie didn't ask Karl Tong if Rebecca went with Mrs. Obart for physical relaxation, he went directly behind the two ladies.Of course Lai Fujie doesn't do massage, he just stays outside the massage room and waits.

Wrapped in a lot of seaweed or seaweed mud, apply rock powder to the back, exfoliate with volcanic minerals... Rebecca and Lindana were asked by the maid what to do as soon as they entered, and Rebecca looked at Lindana , she reported a large stack smoothly, and Rebecca said to do the same.

After changing clothes, Rebecca lay on the bed, buried head down in the steamed towel, and after a while, someone came over and gave her a massage.

The smell of lavender essential oil is refreshing and elegant, and it feels cool when applied on the body. Under the massage therapist's technique, it emits a spicy temperature on her skin, which is very comfortable.

The relaxation of the whole body and mind made one's head empty. Rebecca closed her eyes and felt that she was weightless, and she was light and floating, as if floating in the air.

"Rose appointed the bridesmaid's dress to be purple. I don't like that color the most. She just wanted to annoy me. Rose's own bridal gown was changed seventeen or eight times. She would say that the sleeves were not satisfactory for a while, Said the lace is too rough..."

"Why don't you look for Lu Xier? Lu Xier designed the wedding dress for the youngest daughter of the Duke of Dalyns, both for engagement and wedding. It looks like a sparrow turning into a phoenix. It's very beautiful."

"I need her to design the dress for Rose's wedding. I'm afraid it won't work for the engagement dress. After disembarking, Rose will hold an engagement banquet with Karl, and there's no time."

"It's a pity, but it's good that the wedding dress can catch up, and several dresses designed by Lu Xier have been featured in magazines, and the works she designed are guaranteed to make people's eyes shine."

"This is great. Rose can tell Lu Xier what she thinks. She will definitely be able to design a dress that Rose can't pick out the bad parts. Fortunately, Karl doesn't care. Rose is even the bride's favorite You can't pick and choose flowers..."

"..."

There are several low beds in the massage room, all of which are separated by curtains. Rebecca somewhat dislikes this design. She can hear the conversations of the wives in the curtain next to her clearly, although their voices are not How big.

She didn't want to hear the details of Carl's engagement party, not at all.

"Okay, no need to press it, thank you."

Feeling that the hands on her back were taken back, Rebecca raised her body, ready to put on her shoes, change clothes, and then go back. Mrs. Obart, who was lying on the bed next to her, opened the curtain, wondering if she also Hearing the conversation between Mrs. Bucket and another lady, she said to Rebecca, "I know you're in a bad mood. Would you like to have a cup of afternoon tea?"

Rebecca, who was not in good spirits after the massage, refused: "I want to be quiet."

When Rebecca returned to the room, Karl hadn't come back, and she didn't know how busy he was. Rebecca sat on the bed and looked at the scenery outside the window, with mixed feelings in her heart.

He was getting married, and the bride was not her.

It can't be her.

It can never be her.

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Carl, who had failed to talk to Ismay about slowing down the boat, asked Lai Fujie as soon as he returned to the door: "Has she ever gone out?"

That old idiot, who said he wanted to make the media a bit of news and made Titanic speed up, he almost broke his mouth and couldn't make Ismay change his mind, how did he send a telegram to Jones about it later?Jones would have a nosebleed when he was angry, and he might scold him for not being able to do such a small thing well.

"Mrs. Obart came to see Miss Gilbert," Lai Fujie opened the door for Carl: "The two ladies went for a physical relaxation together, and then came back."

"I see, you go down." Why did Mrs. Obate come to see Becca?

"Yes, sir."

Seeing Rebecca sitting on the bed with blank eyes, Carl walked over and said, "Rebecca, what are you thinking?" She didn't even notice him coming in, so what was she thinking about so preoccupied.

"It's nothing." Rebecca shook her head. She couldn't express what she thought, but could only bury it in her heart: "Are you done with your work? Is everything going well?"

"Let's not talk about this," Carl was so angry when he mentioned this, that someone would not even do the door-to-door business: "Lai Fujie told me that Mrs. Obart came to see you, what did she talk to you about?"

As long as Becca doesn't go to the third class, doesn't go to see Hamilton, and doesn't provoke some dubious men, he can approve of her normal social interaction.

"She told me how she met Mr. Guggenheim, and how...to be with him...a series of processes."

Karl tried to figure out what Mrs. Obart was thinking about when she said this to Rebecca, but he couldn't figure it out. Why did she tell Rebecca this?Could it be that old guy from Guggenheim took a fancy to Becca?He felt that his idea was getting more and more ridiculous. If this was the case, he had no reason to let Mrs. Obate say it, so it was simply impossible.

If you can't figure it out, just don't think about it: "I'll take you out."

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The ladies of the upper class don’t just wear corsets to stay in shape, they also do some exercises for their health, but they don’t look elegant after exercising profusely, so they basically buy fitness equipment and put them in their own manors used here.

For the most luxurious cruise ship in history like the Titanic, the gym is a must-have entertainment facility, but few people use it. Ladies prefer to go to the massage room or go to the restaurant for afternoon tea, or think about what they should do in the room. How to dress up to be eye-catching at the banquet, gentlemen smoke and drink in the smoking room to discuss politics|politics and business.

When Carl took Rebecca to the gym, there were only Mr. Macaulay, who was in charge of managing the gym, chatting with two crew members.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Hockley," Mr. Macaulay, who was wearing a white sweater and had a mustache, walked towards Rebecca and Carl, "Good afternoon, miss."

The capitalist took out a stack of paper money from his pocket and handed it to him: "I want to book out the gym, and I have the right to use the gym this afternoon."

"inued"