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

from what I think,

It is Steven Song.

“Hello? Jane Noyes?”

drunk by the sound of his voice, and his tongue

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

my house. I

Song hangs up the phone.

what he asks me for, but I go there anyway.

First, he is the boss and I am the 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.

Song’s home according to

It is a luxury apartment.

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

the smell of alcohol. When he sees me, he collapses

“What happened?”

up and try to take him in.

To be honest, Steven Song seems very thin, but he definitely has muscles. He

I am exhausted to put

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

the couch and rolls over restlessly.

of the living room, I realize that he seems to

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

up.” I slap him,

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