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.

I am so nervous that my heart stops

what I think, it is not Frances

It is Steven Song.

Jane Noyes?”

drunk by the sound of his

“What’s the matter, President

my house. I will send

Then, Steven Song hangs up the

he asks me for, but I go there

employee. Second, I really have nowhere to go. If Steven Song doesn’t call me, I might have to go to Frances Louis’s house.

according to the address he gives me.

It is a

appearance that there is only one person lives here. He seems not living in

body is full of the smell of alcohol. When he

“What

him up and try to take him in.

Steven Song seems very thin, but he definitely has muscles. He presses

exhausted to put

stay awake. By the way, make something delicious. I'm so hungry.”

Then he lies on the couch

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

It is embarrassed to ask private questions about the boss, so I go to the kitchen silently and make a

up.” I slap him, but he

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