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.

that my heart stops beating.

think, it is not Frances Louis.

It is Steven Song.

“Hello? Jane Noyes?”

He is obviously drunk by the sound of his

the matter, President

“You come to my house. I will send you the address.”

hangs up the phone.

what he asks me

is the boss and I am the employee. Second, I really have nowhere to

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

It is a

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

body is full of the smell of alcohol. When he sees me, he collapses and falls

“What happened?”

him up and try to take him

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

I am exhausted to put him on the couch.

“Make me some sober-up soup. I have to stay awake. By the way, make

he lies on the couch and rolls

he seems to have cried.

embarrassed to ask private questions about the boss, so I go to the kitchen silently and make a bowl of sober-up soup, and then fried two dishes with the ingredients in

slap him, but he has no reaction.

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