In My Desperate Time

Chapter 19 I am not a free nanny

It is David Gibbs gives to me last time when I ask him for the address of Frances Louis.

I look at this name, like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood.

Maybe only Frances Louis can help me now.

I have my pride, my self-esteem. But now, neither pride nor self-esteem can help me live in this city.

Shaking my hands, I dial the phone, the phone rings for a long time, and no one answers.

For me, even one minute and one second are very painful.

I am afraid that he doesn’t answer.

But I am also afraid that he picks up.

Finally, Frances Louis doesn’t pick up.

But I don’t have the courage to call him.

I stand in the cold wind. I think I might really have to sleep on the street tonight.

Dragging my suitcase, I walk slowly under the dim lamps.

After two minutes, my phone rings.

nervous that

But different from what I think, it

It is Steven

Jane Noyes?”

drunk by the sound of

“What’s the matter, President Song?” I ask.

come to my house. I

Then, Steven Song hangs up the phone.

I don't know what he asks me

I really have nowhere to go. If Steven Song doesn’t call me, I

Song’s home according to the address

It is a luxury

It can tell from the appearance that there is only one person lives here. He seems not

body is full of the smell

“What happened?”

I hold him up and try to take him in.

he definitely has muscles. He presses on

exhausted to put

me some sober-up soup. I have to stay awake. By the way, make something delicious. I'm so hungry.”

Then he lies on the

that he seems to have cried. At least, his eyes are red.

questions about the boss, so I go to the kitchen silently and make a bowl of sober-up soup,

I slap him, but he has no reaction.

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