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.

so unqualified

graciously clinks glasses with the man and

see a group of girls forming a circle. Inside, there

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

a birthday party! You're the main character but won't show up until eleven o' clock.” The ruffian man comes out from a crowd of women and complains discontentedly to Frances

and ridicules, “You don’t know. What's the point of having

beauty has

sentence but the crowd begin to

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

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

seeing Frances Louis, gather around and

“Mr. Louis.”

Louis, why you come so

seen each other

women push desperately towards Frances Louis and

Anyway.

and I can just take this

“Jane Noyes.”

move, Frances Louis calls out to

face, but his two handsome friends stand beside me and smile at Frances Louis., “What, do you want the beauty to save the hero? You'd better enjoy coming to

rub against Frances Louis so hard that they could have tied their hands and feet around

Louis has always been popular with these ladies, and there's no 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

this country want to be his woman? But I don’t want to. If I have not been cornered, I would never have something to

I'm tired of seeing

you don’t tell me. I would think I have come

out of the way.” Frances Louis

have heard him say

to be very frightened. Maybe

gloomy. But these daredevil women don’t want to get out of the way. No one would let anyone around Frances Louis.

suddenly smiles and says to the woman standing in front

The daughter of which

figure is tall and

immune

spit on Frances Louis