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.

Louis, you just

Unfortunately, as soon as I come out of the bathroom, I see

A man pee so slowly. He must have a problem with his prostate, also his kidney function, perhaps also the impotence. Yes! It must be like this!

then I come back to the private room feeling satisfied.

Frances Louis and I go into the private

Fortunately, people are drunk, and busy toasting each other, and no

Otherwise, there would be another ridicule.

But somehow, they have

only two vacant adjacent

and sits on the right.

what to do, but bite the bullet to sit beside

Left is Steven Song and right is Frances

Suddenly I feel myself like a sandwich

punished to drink three bottles of

who comes with President

As long as I drink wine. The measles would run all over my body. That looks ugly.

tea for the wine.” I say sorry and

it, and insist to

suffer, and says hurriedly, “Le me help her, you can’t bully a woman. The hero saving the beauty

But people don’t buy it, “President Song, that’s not what you said when you force companion to drink. How could you change the rules when it

makes Steven Song to

has risen up. She pours a glass of

Noyes, right? I drink a toast

pours that glass of wine

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 body.

drink three glasses of wine, I would definitely die here.

The sinister smile flashes through Cindy Leigh’s eyes. Steven Song can’t help me, but feeling anxious

Cindy Leigh still try to pour wine into me, he grabs the glass in her hand, drains

glasses for her. If you still don’t let her go, you are not giving me face.”