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.

I will throw them away every time you bring

Louis seriously. Then he goes back to bed

"You…"

to argue with him, but I am too

I can only take it secretly. Or try

myself briefly and

drawings and says these need to

half a year's work of the design department. How could I finish their

wants to make trouble for

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

say to

and I would be leaking trade secrets if I gave it to him now. Everyone else is working on other

I have no excuse

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

very quickly, and soon the drawings are almost

the time. It’s 4 pm. I can finish these drawings before

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

this file to the President's office

I can only put down the