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

goes back to bed and

"You…"

want to argue with him, but I

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

myself briefly

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

Snow wants to make

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

to Nicole Snow

if I gave it to him now. Everyone else is working on other projects. You are the most suitable person to

that I have no excuse to

I don't understand the designer's original design philosophy. I

ideas very quickly, and soon

pm. I can finish these drawings before getting

a little elation and pride in my heart. Maybe I am born to

this file to the

me to do other things. I can only put down