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.

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

conscience and doesn’t come to see me tonight.

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

pimples. But why at the time of classmate’s reunion and I get a big pimple.

is bitter. I have two face masks,

Desperate!

So desperate!

I put up a lot of concealer and foundation, but

the lights turning dim a little bit and

the morning, so I don’t have

I arrive at the hotel at 5:30 and meet Noah Jefferson at the

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

first love. He passed by mt at the first-grade classroom and

appeared in many of my

you are here.” Noah Jefferson strides over and

feel my heart skip a beat. Thinking of the pimple on my

are here. Many of them bring their families with them.

you don’t bring him here?” Fountain asks me.

mate and roommate, and we have always been in good relationship. After graduation, we still get connected.

She knows Andrew Malan, so I don’t want to hide. I answer directly,

Fountain is stunned, apparently, she doesn’t expect me to say this. She smiles awkwardly and apologizes, “sorry, I don’t mean to, I

right. Divorce is good for me.”

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

him for three years, watching him

I don’t dare to, not before, not now.

that Noah Jefferson works in the college as a lecturer. A man like him, who always speaks with an air of elegance, is perfect to be a teacher.