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.

deserve it? I am

to complain but do not dare to

so

to go to work this month.” He

“If I don't go to work, what shall I eat, and how to return your money?!” I

grateful that he doesn’t deduct my salary. If I continue don't going to work, it will make me like spoiled and

of the poor. How am I going to get out of this life if I don't make enough

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

I am so angry but can’t speak out. I can only call Steven Song and ask for a week's leave.

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

meal, and Frances

He tastes the sweet and sour ribs and

the sugar, I pull my waist and my hand shake a bit. So I put all the sugar into the pot.

be careful next time.” I

Frances Louis seems dissatisfied with my attitude and frowns. I

so I can guess who

as I

you are in hospital.” My

Then she changes

phone on now, also dares

want to listen to my mother say one more word, and hang

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 myself to depend on.

my mom didn't see me even if she knew I was in

Frances Louis heads up and looks at me,