In My Desperate Time

My mother's presence here is not going to be a good thing, I know that.

Seeing me, my mother quickly stands up from the ground and walks quickly towards me.

“Jane, I haven’t seen you for all those days. You seem to be fatter.”

I know my mother is not concerned about my health; she is just saying that my life becomes better after I live with Frances Louis. But only I know the bitterness.

“What do you want?” I ask her directly.

Now I just want to solve Frank Noyes’s problem and make my parents back home with him.

But I don't know when Frances Louis will help me, which makes me feel that the torture is a long way off.

My mother looks at Frances Louis, rubbing her hands nervously on the trousers, and says, “you know, your father has retired, his pension is not much, and your brother has lost his job, but we have to live...”

I understand. She wants money.

My father used to work at the town hospital, and his pension was $3, 000 a month. Although they can’t live a rich life in Virginia, it is enough to meet the basic needs of a family. Besides, I've already paid the rent.

It must be Frank Noyes who's still spending my parents' money. He has spent all my parents’ savings, and now he still doesn’t repent.

Suddenly, I don't want to be tangled with them! I don't want to care Frank Noyes, and I don't want to care my parents. At least this way, I don't have to mess with Frances Louis anymore.

“I have no money.” I say coldly.

In fact, I have more than 70,000 dollars in my card. I don’t spend much of the 20,000 dollars that Steven Song gave me. There are still 50,000 bonus and several thousand dollars left over from last month's salary.

to give them a penny. I still owe Frances Louis $900,000, which is far from enough.

She says in a low voice, her finger poking at me, indicating that I should

about it. Instead, she is proud. Isn’t it shameful for her that her daughter is a

clearly

smiles to my mother, “You

nods, her eyes shining, as if she

her. Because the last thing he

of wealthy people, and a lot of nannies and cleaners are

she says to Frances Louis, “Mr.

aside, feeling embarrassed and

and looks

not many expression changes on Frances Louis’s face but this look means that he is not happy.

“Because my daughter…”

“Enough!”

coldly, “you’d better hurry

do this to her and she still stands there. I make up

has broken in,

but he knows Frances Louis. Seeing that he doesn’t

gave birth to you for nothing!”

Enjoy?!

Now I am doomed eternally but she thinks I'm enjoying? I want to laugh, but my tears can’t

don't like women

away quickly and squeeze a smile

Louis is a fire pit, and he is the only one who might pull me out of it. Only by pleasing him can I hope to get out of my present