In My Desperate Time

My heart turns cold.

I came to this antique store with high hopes that she could repair the vase, but the result is so desperate.

“I'm really sorry. There are no other ways. I also want to fix it, but the damage is too bad.”

The woman's face is filled with regrets. I can tell she loves her job of restoring antiques so much, and I can't blame her for can’t repair it.

But how to explain to Frances Louis?

If Frances Louis asked me to pay for such an expensive vase, how long would it take me before I could pay it off and leave him?

The guest has bought an antique and left. I feel a headache as I look at the fragments on the table.

“If you really like this kind of blue-and-white porcelain vase, we happen to have a similar one in the store, the same technique from the Song Dynasty. Even the pattern is very similar. If you don't look carefully, it looks no different from yours.” The woman comes over and says. Her name is written on the working card in front of her chest, Nora.

“Where is it?” I ask hurriedly.

She leads me inside and I see the vase that she said immediately.

I don't know anything about antiques, but it really looks like the one I broke.

A mechanized sound comes

it carefully. I shall accompany with other

I look at the blue-and-white vase in front of me, the more I see

millions of dollars

Nora takes guests in and

I don’t think

is it?” I ask

seek for insult.” Behind me is

It sounds familiar.

turn and see Nicole Snow standing in front of me,

Louis’s wife: Whitney

and Whitney Jordan, both designers, would know each

thought I'd see Whitney

our relationship is a little complicated,

recognizes me immediately and says apologetically, “Sorry

talking about that she accidentally hit

her. I bow my head

know her?” Nicole Snow rolls her eyes

Whitney Jordan

mysteriously in Whitney Jordan's ear, and for