Chapter 19
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The black satin of the eye was removed.
The light from the street came straight down at her. Lizzie unconsciously turned his head and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the man was gone.
After a while, there was a distant sound of his hooves, and he rode away.
It's running fast.
She knows that there is the kind of like to pick a husband and wife to start the gangster, to destroy the feelings of husband and wife as their own duty, just did not think of oneself also can become a target —— God, she and Lance's feelings are also worth destroying! She would have laughed not for her refusal to help.
Lizzie, humming and holding her skirt, happily back to the main hall, running into Lance, who had just returned from the outside.
Lance saw her dress so beautiful, suddenly stunned, for a long time.
Lizzie had just solved his mind, and was very happy to give him a good look.
Who would have thought that waste Lance would have that use. Oh, by the way, she must be nice to him, tell him to fall in love with her —— or let the ghost find out that they are just superficial couples, and dad will be dead.
In fact, her husband except the elm head, superficial upbringing, and backward ideas of The Times, especially the face, thick, solemn, handsome, without Chou, left one of the teachers she admired in her early years, almost the most handsome man she had ever seen.
Lizzie ran up to him, took his hand, and looked up in a coquettish voice: " Where are you gone? You've come back so late.”
Lance stared at her, subconsciously trying to pull his hand out.
At this moment, her eyelashes flashed heavily, looking frightened and distressed: " Oh, you fool, why did you go out without gloves?"With that, she glared at him, and gave the back of his hand a sweet, moist heat," Go upstairs with me, do not go downstairs until your hands get warm!”
Thus, Lance entered, and before he could take off his hat, he fell into the trap of Lizzie's tenderness.
Lizzie, complacent about his charm, had seduced Lance so easily, completely ignoring the burning golden eyes, which were watching her cold in the darkness.
Lance was like falling into a psychedelic dream.
Recently, he has received sympathy wherever he goes.
People sympathized for him for marrying such a vulgar and fierce wife. The superior is impossible to divorce, only mentally ane, ignore the honor of the family will divorce.
In people's eyes, he will be with this vulgar woman all his life —— is a tragedy.
Lance also thought it was a tragedy —— He was too careless, afraid that Lizzie would be robbed by other noble youth, he hurried to marry, did not think that this woman may be a two-faced.
She appears gentle and quiet, speak softly, but hidden inside a wild difficult to tame kitten —— looks delicate and lovely, but as long as the wrong place, will scratch the people blood dripping.
But even if he was sad all day because of his marriage, he had no room to blame his wife.
Lance gave a warning look at the gossiladies and got up and left.
But where can he go without interacting with these people —— Go home?
He would tremble at the thought of going home.
Going home means a nightmare, and he is the only protagonist of the nightmare. Lizzie will do all kinds of ugly women can't do —— smoke, drink, burp, sometimes ride horses, practice hurdles in the back garden, and ask servants to play cards together.
playing cards! Every time he thought of her sophistication as a professional gambler, he had a terrible headache. Charlotte's wife, actually so skilled at gambling-Bo, if this is passed out, the row of portraits in the corridor will come alive.
He knew that other noble ladies played cards, but they played good bridge and never gambled. Yes, Queen Marie Antoinette loved gambling and even gambled all night, so she ended up on the guillotine.
He didn't think of persuading Lizzie, but before he started, Lizzie threw the card in his face: " Don't think I don't know, you are playing cards outside, why can you play cards, I can't play?”
Lance thought Lizzie was ruined by the phrase "Why can you..., I can't..."
Why can he play cards?
Why can he? Of course he's a man. Men gambling money is a normal thing, every family has men gambling money, many "upstart" even rely on gambling money. There was even a high-level bet on the Seine, open only to aristocrats, speculators and oil tycoons who were willing to gamble. Almost every day, people jumped into the river or fought with guns.
He rarely bet on-bo, but it was a sign of masculinity. A gentleman is not a full man.⑴
In the same way, if a woman skilled, keen on gambling, even proficient in the market thousand means, that is a smelly scandal —— Lance often think of her like catch mouse cat, two eyes to catch servants out of thousands of hand, and say the other side out of the process, can not help but sigh.
It seemed to him better for a countess to turn a blind eye and let her servants win all the money.
He was married not to a woman at all, but to a genuine rascal.
However, when Lizzie took his hand and gasped, with his eyes, he realized that he had never hated her.
He only hated himself, and could not conquer the heart of such a woman.
Lance even thought that as long as she was so gentle and spoke to him, even if she was a villain.
Lizzie knew nothing about Lance's mental activities, and if she had known them, she would have given him a big scratch.
She was wondering how to get Lance to fall in love with her.
She had done too much before, not considering that one day Lance's feelings can be useful —— who would have thought! She had to make a perfect reason for those abnormal behaviors.
Well, if it wasn't for dad, she would never apologize for it. She felt that she was absolutely right. Apologize for the right thing, it feels hard to think about it. When dad came back, she would have to help and complain.
At this thought, Lizzie raised his face and looked at him pitifully. " Lance, you can't still blame me, do you?”
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