In My Desperate Time

Thirty- three years, what can I say?

I can only say that Frances Louis is good at math.

I am twenty-four years old this year. Thirty-three years later, I will be fifty-seven years old. Will all my youth be wasted on this man?

God knows how desperate I am to get away from this fate and live the life I want.

“No matter what, I can’t give up.”

“Four million, I will pay you off.”

I say to Frances Louis confirmedly.

His eyes fall on me and he stares at me for a while.

I don’t know what he is thinking, and I couldn't see through that look. The unreadable Frances Louis frightens me.

Frances Louis's phone rings in front of me, breaking the eerie silence.

He looks at the screen as if hesitating whether to answer it or not.

Whose call makes Frances Louis look like this?

I peep at it and see Whitney Jordan’s name.

name makes me

be psychologically tough

Louis doesn’t answer the phone. I could not help saying, “Are you not answering your wife's call? Perhaps she has missed

glances at me with a frown, then he taps on the screen and answers

“Hello.”

volume of Louis’s phone’s phone is large, plus the room is quiet, or because

you answer my phone for

is questioning with no

Frances Louis answers

you come to see

make small talks, but it sounds like flirting over the phone to me. I

Jordan suddenly ask, “Did you

looks in my direction, and then says dryly, “Why do

using your black card. It is the employee at Song Group and her name is

and I

so I gave it to Steven Song. Maybe he gave

Frances Louis hangs

But I feel uneasy.

says in a grave voice, “Did you run into Whitney Jordan in

with Nicole Snow, and I was surprised to see her, too. But how did she know

black card is specially made by the bank. It has my initials on