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 he is

“Mr. Louis.”

call him gently and

around, a light smile hiding

smile makes my heart beat slowly. I am not an anthomaniac. But his smile is

“Yes” He answers lazily.

I don’t know how to tell. Because I

up and puts the wine on the

shines through the wine in

half of the debt because we divorced. I come here and want to talk about the debt. I don't know if

so indifferent, also it is late at night, I

me a meaning glance,

face flushes in

those colorful and slutty memories

cough awkwardly and say, “I just want to ask that if I could pay by installments, because I really

my expression look sincere. After all, a man like

at me for a while. Then he

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