In My Desperate Time

Chapter 12 Impressive



“Who you are looking for?”

A fifty-year-old woman looks at me and asks in confusion.

She seems like a servant of Frances Louis.

“Hello I want to meet Mr. Frances Louis.” I smile and say politely.

“Our sir doesn't meet people casually, still less a woman.” The servant doesn't answer me and talk to herself.

A deep and lazy voice comes from upstairs.

“Let her up.”

The maid looks at me like something big happens. She takes me upstairs.

When we arrive at the door, she knocks and then goes away.

The man stands beside the window, holding a glass of wine in his left hand gracefully. He sits beside the window lazily, staring outside.

what

“Mr. Louis.”

gently and

a light smile hiding

am not an anthomaniac. But his smile

“Yes” He answers lazily.

know how to tell. Because I am not sure whether he remembers me or

and puts the wine on

through the wine in

I have to bear half of the debt because we divorced. I come here and want to talk about the

he seems so indifferent, also it is late at night, I am not sure if he

me a meaning glance,

face flushes

and slutty memories rush into

“I just want to ask that if I could pay by installments, because I really can't

sincere. After all, a man like him has a

a while. Then

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