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.

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

with the man and leads

group of girls forming a circle. Inside, there are two men like two moons standing in

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

until eleven o' clock.” The ruffian man comes out from a crowd of women and complains discontentedly

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

little beauty has

ruffian man doesn’t finish his sentence but the crowd begin

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

Louis’s face. He doesn’t seem

Louis, gather around

“Mr. Louis.”

why you

other

towards Frances Louis

Anyway.

and I can just take this opportunity

“Jane Noyes.”

could move, Frances Louis calls

friends stand beside me and smile at Frances Louis., “What, do you want the beauty

women are exaggerating like playing a drama. They rub against Frances Louis so hard that they could have tied their hands and feet

wouldn't want to

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

like. I'm tired of seeing them.”

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

way.” Frances Louis

is the second time I have heard him say it, but

to be very frightened. Maybe their desire is greater than

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

to the woman standing in

your name? The daughter of which

her figure is tall

just pretended to be immune to t women, and he can’t

on Frances Louis in my