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 it? I am the

complain but do not dare to offend him. I can

face too quickly! Just know he was so gentle

won't have to go to work this month.”

shall I eat, and how to return your money?!” I roll my eyes and say

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

poor. How am I going to

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

so angry but can’t speak out. I can only call Steven Song

today is the 23rd. I can go to work next month. I exploit the advantage

cook the meal, and Frances Louis sits opposite me, eating

He tastes the sweet and sour ribs and

thinks 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 to take some sugar out, but

be careful next

I am about to say something when my cell phone

would call me, so I can

as I expected.

heard you are in hospital.” My mother

changes

on now, also dares not go out of

to my mother say one more word, and hang up the phone.

For those three days, only Mindy and David Gibbs came to the hospital to see me. My heart is very lonely. I feel I am alone in this world, I only have

And my mom didn't see me even if she knew I was in the hospital. Is there only my brother in her mind?

Frances Louis heads up and looks at me, knowing