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.

him! Why? Why I deserve

but do not dare to offend him. I can

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

won't have to go to work

how to return your money?!” I roll my eyes and

I have asked for three days' leave. Steven Song is kind to me. I am already grateful that he doesn’t deduct my salary. If I continue don't going to work, it will make me like spoiled and arrogant.

Frances Louis do not understand the sufferings 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

out. I can

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

and Frances Louis

not good.” He tastes the sweet and sour ribs and says

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

next time.”

Louis seems dissatisfied with my attitude and frowns. I am about to say something

many people would call me, so I can

Yes, as I expected.

you are in hospital.” My

changes the subject

the phone on now, also dares not

I feel very tired, don't want to listen to my mother say

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.

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

Frances Louis heads up and looks at me, knowing everything.