In My Desperate Time

As soon as I walk in, I feel urgent to back out.

I thought it would be a dinner party or something with a few people at most.

I didn’t expect to see so many people.

I stand there in a daze and don’t go out for a long time.

Everyone turns their eyes on me, which makes me even more nervous. To put it mildly, I am Frances Louis's mistress, and to attend such an event with him would make me feel embarrassed.

“Don’t be nervous, just stay with me.”

Frances Louis cocks his head and whispers in my ear. He doesn’t even look at me. How does he know I am nervous?

I look down at his coat, which has been pulled out of folds, and sheepishly let go.

Seeing his intimacy with me, everyone shows an ambiguous smile. I keep walking and feel my hands and feet out of place.

I almost walk by the same foot with the hand.

But I find that my nervousness seems unnecessary. No one seems to look at me differently. Yes, I don't have a “mistress” written on my face. I calm down with that thought.

Frances Louis takes two glasses of wine from the waiter and offers me one.

“Don’t drink, just pretend.”

I nod, holding my glass and surveying the scene around me.

It should be the dining room of this hotel, surrounded by a lot of food. So late at night, and these people are eating?

I feel a little strange.

We keep walking forward. When we pass the first man, he toasts to Frances Louis and says, “happy birthday, president Louis.”

Today is Frances Louis's birthday? No wonder these people are still here so late at night.

I turn to look at him, feeling nervous.

am so unqualified to be a mistress, because I don’t know how to please my

graciously clinks glasses with the man and leads me

crowd, I see a group of girls forming a

is handsome and a little ruffian, and the other is stylish, I can feel his muscles bouncing even across the

here. What a birthday party! You're the main character but won't show up until eleven o' clock.” The ruffian man

ridicules, “You don’t know. What's

little beauty has

finish his sentence but the crowd

stupid. Of course, I know what he means. I give him a

on Frances Louis’s face. He doesn’t seem to

crowd of women, seeing Frances Louis,

“Mr. Louis.”

why you come

seen each other for a long

Frances Louis

Anyway.

hungry, and I can just take this opportunity to eat

“Jane Noyes.”

I could move, Frances Louis

with a bitter face, but his two handsome friends stand beside me and smile at Frances Louis., “What,

like playing a drama. They rub against Frances Louis so hard that they could have tied their

one in this country who wouldn't want to be Mr. Louis's woman. I suppose you wouldn't mind since you stay with him.” The ruffian

women in this country want to be his woman? But I don’t want to. If I have not been cornered,

these ladies look like. I'm tired of seeing them.” The muscular man adds by my

think I

of the way.” Frances Louis says

the second time I have heard him say it, but

to be very frightened. Maybe

could feel clearly that Frances Louis’s face is getting gloomy. But these daredevil women don’t want to get out of the way.

to the woman standing in

The

woman is very enchanting, her figure is tall and sexy. She

He just pretended to be immune to t

spit on Frances Louis