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.”

me and

I have been holding a dying heart. Hearing

to see me

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

I don’t have pimples. But why at the time of classmate’s reunion and

face

Desperate!

So desperate!

I put up a lot of concealer and

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

morning, so I don’t have to report

is at 6 pm at Golden Hotel. I arrive at the hotel at 5:30 and meet Noah Jefferson at the door.

few years, the fresh and handsome young boy, his edges become more and more clear. Every move of him shows the charm

years ago, back to the age of first love. He passed by mt at the first-grade classroom and since then, this

Even in college, he appeared in many of my tossing and

“Jane Noyes, you are here.” Noah Jefferson strides over and

of the pimple on my face, I quickly lower my head and follow him inside.

most students are here. Many of them bring their families

where's your husband? Why you don’t bring him here?” Fountain asks me.

in good relationship. After graduation, we still get connected.

She knows Andrew Malan, so I don’t want

she doesn’t expect me to say this. She

right. Divorce

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

uneasy. I liked him for three years, watching him change one girlfriend after another,

don’t dare to, not before, not now.

a lecturer. A man like him, who always speaks with an air of elegance, is perfect to be a