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.

no is no. I will throw them

he goes back to bed

"You…"

him, but I am too

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

myself briefly and go to

throws me some drawings and says these need to be modified.

year's work of the design department.

Nicole Snow wants to make trouble

you want to

to Nicole

leaking trade secrets if I gave it to him now. Everyone else is working on other projects. You are the

have no excuse to

understand the designer's original design philosophy. I can only redesign drawings following

with ideas very quickly, and soon the drawings are

the time. It’s 4 pm. I can

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

take this file to

commands me to do other things. I can