In My Desperate Time

Frances Louis seems determined to torture me. He doesn’t let me go all night.

Now I know that he was tenderhearted to me before.

His power is more amazing than I thought.

By the time it is all over, I am too tired to turn over.

But I have to go to work later. I am not a boss like Frances Louis. I would struggle to get to work even if I were to die.

I get out of bed, take a pill from the bedside table and swallow it.

This is the long-term birth control pills I have been taking, which I used to take behind Frances Louis’s back. Now he knows, it doesn't matter for me to take pills in front of him.

Frances Louis suddenly comes over and pours all medicine in the drawer into the dustbin.

"Don’t take it in the future." He says in a low voice.

I look at the pills lying in a pile of tissue and don’t have the courage to pick them up.

"What if I got pregnant? I will buy medicines after work." I say quietly.

Frances Louis behaves so strangely. He doesn't like to wear a condom, and he doesn't like me to take medicine. The only way to avoid having a baby is to have a ligation.

throw them away every time you bring

Louis seriously. Then he goes back to bed and closes

"You…"

with him, but

take it secretly. Or try to persuade

wash myself briefly

drawings and says these need to be

of drawings, almost half a year's work of the design department. How could I finish their six-month work

Snow wants to make trouble

in one day? Even if you want to redesign,

to

left last month and I would be leaking trade secrets if I gave it to him now. Everyone else is working on other projects. You are the most suitable

have no

drawings, but I don't understand the designer's original design philosophy. I can only redesign drawings

up with ideas very quickly, and soon the drawings

It’s 4 pm. I can finish these

of relief, feeling a little elation and pride in my heart. Maybe I

to the

commands me to do other things. I can