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.

is no. I will throw them away every time

he goes back to bed

"You…"

him, but I am too

me take medicine. I can only take it secretly. Or try to persuade him

wash myself briefly and go to

me some 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

wants to

in one day? Even if you want to redesign, you should go to their

say to Nicole Snow

designer 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 person to do it."

have no excuse

original design philosophy. I can only redesign drawings following

ideas very quickly, and soon the drawings are

4 pm. I

of relief, feeling a little elation and pride in my

Noyes, take this file to

commands me to do other things. I