In My Desperate Time

If it were anyone else, I wouldn't be afraid to miss his/her calls.

But he is Frances Louis.

He won't call me if there is nothing of particular importance. Two missed calls illustrate the seriousness of the matter.

After all, he is the patron. After a while of hesitation, I call Frances Louis back.

It rings several times before he answers the phone.

“Come to my room, now.”

Then Frances Louis hangs up.

My heart is beating severely. His wife and he live together, if I go to his room, I would be a sheep who sends itself to the tiger's mouth.

But Frances Louis speaks in such a decisive tone that I don’t have the courage to refuse.

Steven Song only knows that I called Frances Louis, but he doesn’t know what I said to him. After he sends me to the hotel, he goes upstairs alone.

When I get out of the elevator and pass 306, I find the door is unlocked.

I have already got an idea in the car. If I ran into Whitney Jordan, I'd say I come here to discuss with her about her works. Anyway, I watched yesterday's show carefully, and it is easy to select a topic about it.

I knock softly twice, and the voice of Frances Louis sounds from inside.

“Come in.”

I walk in, don’t dare to close the door.

Frances Louis is sitting at the head of the bed. His fingers are rapping on the computer, apparently, he is dealing with business.

bathroom light is off. It looks like she isn’t

wife?”

computer and

is in front of me.

a little bit. Until there is no

confused. His wife is still here in the morning,

want to ask more when I remember what he said to me. It’s not my turn to ask about his

you

him nervously.

went to the hospital?”

asks, frowning. He stares at me, his eyes

tell him that I’ll go to the hospital, how could

reads my mind and says

is as sensitive as

at the show and then you went to the hospital. Tell me, are you pregnant?”

me, and his breath has filled all the space between he and I.

I am pregnant.

can’t throw up casually. Otherwise, there

flatly,

matter what I say, he doesn’t

got preparation.

blood test, “It’s just the sequela of a mild concussion. It's

for a while and looks

scrambling for properties. Men should be afraid

to conceive your child. Every time we have sex, I take pills. I'm not the kind of woman who would blackmail you with a child. I

sharply. His face is

“Get out.”