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 my heart stops beating.

I think, it is not

is Steven Song.

Jane

is obviously drunk by the sound of his voice, and his

the matter, President Song?” I ask.

my house. I

hangs

he asks me for, but I

I am the employee. Second, I really have nowhere to go. If Steven Song doesn’t call me, I might

I find Steven Song’s home according to the address he gives me.

It is a luxury

appearance that there is only one person lives here.

is full of the smell

“What

hold him up and try to take him in.

thin, but he definitely has muscles. He presses on me and he is so heavy.

I am exhausted to put him on

stay awake. By the way,

on the couch and rolls over

room, I realize 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, and then fried

him, but he has no reaction.

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