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.

different from what I think,

It is Steven Song.

“Hello? Jane Noyes?”

sound of his voice, and his

matter, President

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

hangs up

asks me for, but I go there anyway.

to

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

a luxury apartment.

that there is only one person lives here. He seems not living in Song Family.

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

“What happened?”

him up and try to take him

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

I am exhausted to put

have to stay awake. By

he lies on the couch and rolls over restlessly.

light of the living room, I realize that he seems to have cried. At least, his

to the kitchen silently and make a bowl of sober-up soup, and then fried two dishes with the ingredients in his refrigerator.

slap him,

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