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.

I have been holding a dying heart. Hearing

some conscience and doesn’t come to see me tonight. But I don’t sleep well because of my lumbago.

in the next morning, I have a big

the time of

face is bitter. I have two face masks, which

Desperate!

So desperate!

I put up a lot of concealer and foundation, but couldn't cover

I can only wait for the lights turning dim a little bit and

the morning, so I don’t have to report

at the

more and more clear. Every move of him shows the charm of

heartbeat is very strong, I seem to go back to many years ago, back to the age of first love. He passed by mt at the first-grade classroom and since then, this boy has lived in my heart for

he appeared in many of my

Noyes, you are here.” Noah Jefferson strides over and gives me a gentle smile.

my heart skip a beat. Thinking of the pimple on my face, I quickly

of them bring their families with

“Jane Noyes, where's your husband? Why you don’t bring him here?”

is my high school desk mate and roommate, and we have always been in good relationship. After graduation, we still get connected. She also came to my wedding when I got

don’t want to hide. I answer directly, “I am divorced.”

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

“That’s all right. Divorce is

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

I don’t 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 an air of elegance, is perfect