In My Desperate Time

I don't know if it's just my illusion, but I always feel like I'm being interrogated like a cheating wife questioned by a husband.

But what's between Frances Louis and me? If there is anything, it is all about that night.

But we are adults, and this kind of thing is not a big deal. I am a woman and I give him my first time without saying anything, but now he is haunting me.

“Do I need to tell you that? It seems to be nothing between us.”

I leave the words lightly. All I want to do is to go to the bathroom.

Frances Louis strides forward and walks beside me, clipping me between him and the wall, leaving only a narrow passage for me.

Hearing my words, he turns his head and looks at me with a light smile, “the relationship between creditor and debtor is not enough for me to ask?”

“Enough enough enough. You're rich. You're the best. I beg you to stop haunting me!”

Damn it! I just want to go to the bathroom! Why is it so hard!

“Are you sure I'm the one who haunts you? You follow me all the way to the men's room, and I have more reason to doubt your purpose."

He says and points to the signboard on the door.

Seeing the signboard, I am awkward immediately.

I follow him to the men’s room. That’s so embarrassing!

I am unconvinced and hum. I pretend to be calm and say, “the female’s room is beside, I like to stroll outside for a while before I go in there. You have a problem?”

However, Frances Louis raises his noble chin to the opposite side and says, “No. I just want to remind you kindly that the ladies' room is down the hall. The reason why this hotel designs like this is probably to avoid women like you following men.”

The he goes into the bathroom, leaving me crying without tears.

I take a deep breath and run across the hall. I almost can’t hold it back.

Frances Louis, you just wait

come out of the bathroom, I see Frances Louis coming out from the opposite

have a problem with his prostate, also his kidney function, perhaps

Thinking like this makes me feel comfortable, then I come back to

Frances Louis and I go into the private room side by side.

people are drunk, and busy toasting each other, and no one pays attention to us.

Otherwise, there would be another ridicule.

somehow, they have changed their

Now there are only two vacant adjacent

is natural and

know what to do, but bite the bullet to sit

Left is Steven Song and right is

Suddenly I feel myself like a sandwich biscuit.

“President Louis takes so long. You should be punished to drink three bottles of wine.”

“That’s right. The beauty who comes with President

can’t drink. As long as I drink wine. The

I'm allergic to alcohol. I substitute tea for the wine.” I say

and insist

me help her, you can’t bully a woman. The hero saving the beauty has

that’s not what you said when you force companion to drink. How could you change the rules when it comes

Now it makes Steven Song to

Cindy Leigh has risen up. She pours a glass of wine and comes towards me.

I drink a toast to you.”

that glass of wine into my

inch of my body like being on fire, which is so uncomfortable.

It's white wine, and it won’t be long before I get red rashes on my

If I really drink three glasses of

Leigh’s eyes. Steven Song

Seeing Cindy Leigh still try to pour wine into me, he grabs the glass in her hand, drains the whole glass in one gulp, and then pours himself another

her. If you still don’t