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.

Why? Why I deserve it? I am the victim.

I want to complain but do not dare to offend

Louis changes his face too quickly! Just know he was so gentle appearance, and after a blink, he treats me

to work this month.” He says.

“If I don't go to work, what shall I eat, and how

I have asked for three days' leave. Steven Song is kind to me. I am already grateful that he doesn’t deduct

the poor. How am I going to get out of

in jail.” Frances Louis

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

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

Frances Louis sits opposite

“It tastes not good.” He tastes the sweet and sour ribs and says with a frown.

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 I failed.

“Oh, I will be careful next time.”

I am about to say something when my cell

many people would call me, so I

as

in hospital.”

changes the subject quickly.

also dares not go

I feel very tired, don't want to listen to my mother say one more word, and hang up the phone.

hospital to see me. My heart is very lonely. I feel I am alone in this world,

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

Louis heads up and