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.

and I have no idea about it. I am so unqualified to be a mistress, because I don’t know how

glasses with the man and leads me

of the crowd, I see a group of girls forming a circle.

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

until eleven o' clock.” The ruffian

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

has

ruffian man doesn’t finish his sentence but the

stupid. Of course, I know what he

no expression on Frances Louis’s face. He doesn’t seem

Frances Louis, gather around and

“Mr. Louis.”

Louis, why you

other for a long

women push desperately towards Frances Louis

Anyway.

can just take

“Jane Noyes.”

could move, Frances Louis

but his two handsome friends stand beside me and smile at Frances Louis., “What, do you want

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

one in this country who wouldn't want to be Mr. Louis's woman. I suppose

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

like. I'm tired of seeing them.”

If you don’t tell me. I would think I have come into a brothel.” I roll my

of the way.” Frances Louis

I have heard him say

be very frightened. Maybe their desire

that Frances Louis’s face is getting gloomy. But these daredevil women don’t want to get out of the way. No

to the woman

The daughter of which

tall

pretended to be immune to t women, and he can’t resist the

Frances Louis in my