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 beating.

think,

It is

“Hello? Jane Noyes?”

drunk by the sound of his

matter, President Song?” I ask.

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

Then, Steven Song hangs up the phone.

I don't know what he asks me for, but I go

Second, I really have nowhere to go. If Steven Song

home according to the address he gives me.

It is a

from the appearance that there is only one person

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

“What happened?”

hold him up and try to take

thin, but he definitely

put him on the couch.

have to stay awake. By

Then he lies on the couch and rolls over restlessly.

By the light of the living room, I realize that he seems

It is 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

him,

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