In My Desperate Time

“Aren’t you in a hurry?”

I turn to ask him confusingly.

"It's not your turn to ask about my business.” He says lightly. Then he walks ahead of me and stands at the door of Steven Song's house.

He knows Steven Song’s home. Did he secretly investigate or know Steven Song well?

I am curious but don’t ask him.

He's just said it's not my turn to take care of his business, and if I ask more, I might annoy him again.

“It’s okay for me to go in alone.”

I open the door and close it quickly.

Because Frances Louis doesn't play by the rules.

If I let him in, wouldn't that have been like setting the tiger free? As to whether he will be angry, we can talk about it later.

On entering the door, I see Steven Song sitting on the sofa with a sullen face.

I am relieved that I didn’t let Frances Louis in.

“You are back.”

He stands up and moves his lips. He seems to want to ask me something, but he doesn’t know how to begin. All he could do is look at me with a frown.

“I've come to get my things, and I won't live with you in the future. The money you paid me before, I will transfer to your account, if you want to take it as me breaking the contract, I can also pay you the liquidated damages.”

He and I both don’t mention Frances Louis, but we all now it is about him.

“That’s your choice, I respect it.” Steven Song says to me.

I nod and go in to collect my things, but there is a knock on he door.

Needless to say, it must be Frances Louis knocking at the door.

I know it. This guy's not that easy to deal with.

Steven Song frowns and wants to open the door. I grab him and say, “I'll open it. It's Frances Louis.”

Frances Louis now, so I don't have to hide it

Frances Louis leans against the door and looks at me proudly.

“Please come in!” I grit

eyebrows, walk in triumphantly, and sits

in the mood to ask. I go straight to my room and begin to pack my things.

really like a play,

rented house and from the

I don’t have many things.

A suitcase and a big bag, that’s all.

Song is not in

I look around, but there is no sign

“He’s gone.”

her face

know why he's so sulky. Men are all the same .Even if he doesn't like you, you can't pay attention to

my luggage out.

I don't know how to say goodbye

it has a computer and a lot of miscellaneous things, you don't say, it is really

If Frances Louis were a gentleman, he would give me a hand.

apparently, he is not.

and wait

with difficulties, and Frances Louis watches me silently all the time, with no intention to help me.

get it now. He wants me to be his mistress, but he has never thought of keeping me in captivity. Fortunately,

I feel that I am still dreaming

My mom calls again, no doubt it is about Frank Noyes.

After a few perfunctory words, I hang up the phone.

know what Frances Louis likes to eat, so I make some dishes with the ingredients in the fridge.

am cooking, Frances Louis comes back. He goes straight to the kitchen and takes a bottle of water from the fridge.

do we eat today?”

words make

that the tone he talks to me like a husband talking to his wife.

Malan and I got married, he would come back and

Andrew Malan, I realized that I haven’t asked him how things are going.

going

the dishes in the pan.

The door of the refrigerator slammed shut. He turns to me, frowns slightly,

What? What’s wrong with this