In My Desperate Time

I am afraid about his concern.

Every time he calls me over, I couldn't get out of bed the next day. Now my waist is not good, if he tortures me again, I will lose half of my life.

Reluctantly, I go over and stand in front of him.

Without speaking, Frances Louis looks at me quietly, her eyes as gentle as water. His gentleness makes me feel that he is not looking at me, but want to see someone's shadow from me.

I don’t ask. I don’t dare to, nor want to.

My 1.6-meter-figure is completely crushed in front of Frances Louis's 1.8 or higher height, and my neck is a little sore.

I still have an injury on my waist. It hurts after standing for so long. I don't have such good spirit to waste time with him here.

“What?” I can’t help asking.

My arm is seized by him and moved forward. I slip into his arms defenselessly.

He holds me in his arms, put his head on my head, rubbing my back, and finally his hand settle on the right of my waist.

“Does it hurt?” He presses lightly, and I inhale deeply.

“You tell me.” I roll my eyes.

It hurts if you don't touch it, let alone when he presses it.

“You deserve it.” He says and then pushes me away. His face blackens again.

Damn him! Why? Why I deserve

I want to complain but do not dare to offend him. I can only

But Frances Louis changes his face too quickly! Just know he was so gentle appearance,

“You won't have to go to work this month.”

and how to return your money?!”

leave. Steven Song is kind to me. I am already grateful that he doesn’t deduct my salary. If

not understand the sufferings of the poor. How am

will be in jail.” Frances Louis says coldly, and leaves the room.

out. I can only call Steven Song and

Frances Louis said this month, and today is the 23rd. I can go to work next month. I exploit the advantage perfectly.

I cook the meal, and Frances Louis sits opposite me, eating slowly.

tastes the sweet and sour ribs and says with a frown.

I made it too sweet. When I put the sugar, I pull my waist and my hand shake a bit. So I put all the sugar into the pot. I tried

“Oh, I will be careful next time.” I answer him casually.

Frances Louis seems dissatisfied with my attitude and frowns. I am about to say something when my cell phone rings.

call me, so I can guess

Yes, as I expected.

are in

she changes

now, also dares not go out of the house, how

to my

came to the hospital to see me. My heart is very lonely. I feel I am alone in this world, I only have myself to depend on.

she knew I was in the hospital. Is there only my brother in her mind?

and looks at me, knowing