In My Desperate Time

After hanging up the phone, I still feel ill at ease.

What does Noah Jefferson mean?

“Who was that on the phone?” Frances Louis looks at me and asks in deep voice.

“No one.” I turn my head away with a guilty conscience.

“Why do you blush?” Frances Louis gives me a sneer of disbelief.

All I could do is run upstairs on the excuse that I am tired and want to sleep.

“Stop.” Frances Louis says coldly behind me, successfully stopping my footsteps on the stairs.

I know I'm so wimpy! But I can't help it. I'm just afraid of Frances Louis. He treats me not bad, but he has an innate sense of oppression.

My heart is beating, and I wonder whether to tell Frances Louis the truth or not.

But if I tell him, will he forbid me to go?

Slowly, I turn around and look at Frances Louis, don’t dare to say a word.

The man wipes his mouth gracefully and comes towards me.

The gradually closed distance makes my heart beat up violently.

Or I can just tell him. It's just a normal classmate’s reunion. I have nothing to fear.

“Wash the dishes, clean up the kitchen.”

He passes me and goes into the room.

been holding a dying heart. Hearing what he said, I am immediately relieved.

Fortunately, Frances Louis has some conscience and doesn’t come to see

Early in the next morning, I have a big pimple on my

why at the time of classmate’s reunion and I get a

face masks, which

Desperate!

So desperate!

concealer and foundation, but couldn't cover up the pimple.

turning dim a little bit and people would not see the pimple

so I don’t have to report my schedule to him.

arrive at the

handsome young boy, his edges become more and more clear. Every move of

first love. He passed

Even in college, he appeared in many of my

here.” Noah Jefferson strides over and gives me a gentle smile.

Thinking of the pimple on my face, I quickly lower my head and

most students are here. Many of them bring their

where's your husband? Why you don’t

have always been in good relationship.

knows Andrew Malan, so I don’t want to hide. I answer directly, “I am divorced.”

Fountain is stunned, apparently, she doesn’t expect me to say this. She smiles

Divorce is good for

Noah Jefferson sits next to me, which makes me shy away from eating freely.

Everyone is chatting, except me. Maybe the taste of first love is so uneasy. I liked him for three years, watching him change one girlfriend

dare to, not before, not now.

From the conversation, I know that Noah Jefferson works in the college as a lecturer. A man like him, who always speaks with