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

what I think, it

It is

Jane Noyes?”

the sound of his voice, and his tongue

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

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

Then, Steven Song hangs up

what he asks me

he is the boss and I am the employee. Second, I really have nowhere to go. If Steven

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

a luxury apartment.

one person lives here. He seems not living in

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

“What happened?”

I hold him up and try

very thin, but he definitely has muscles. He presses on me and

am exhausted to put him on

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

Then he lies on the couch and rolls

living room, I realize that he

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 his refrigerator.

up.” I slap him, but he has no reaction.

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