In My Desperate Time

Chapter 113 Frances Louis is Careful

I stay up all night thinking about how to make four million dollars as fast as I could.

The more I think, the more desperate I feel.

I couldn’t really have stayed with Frances Louis for so long. When I am fifty-seven, he would dislike me being old and wrinkled. I just hope one day he would get tired of looking at me and tell me to fuck off!

I go downstairs with dark circles under my eyes. I have a bad appetite during my period, so I just drink a glass of milk and prepare to go to work.

While I am changing my shoes in the hallway, Frances Louis comes downstairs, his face as cold as ever.

This man, in addition to talk dirty jokes, is usually serious and terrible!

Otherwise how would I think of this man as a beast in clothes!

“Where are you going?”

Frances Louis says lightly, apparently speaking to me.

“Go to work.” I roll my eyes.

He asks me while knowing the answer!

As a poor civilian, what else can I do besides go to work?!

“Go after you have breakfast.”

late for work, and I have drunk a glass of

a glass of milk before I leave, so I didn't get down early. It's already eight o 'clock, I can’t

I will drive you to work later.”

boss! I dare not offend him because I owe him so much money,

he will drive me to work, I am in

how I try to persuade her. Sir, you just said one sentence and she sit

understand my grievance. I don’t want to waste my time to explain to her, so I lower my

the porridge she made is delicious. The pickles are

“Don’t eat that.”

says coldly and takes the salad away from

Why?!

poked at it and

he doesn’t eat

up eating more, just eat one more bun and finish the porridge. Then I sit on the sofa waiting

breakfast

leaving the house, I hear Betty muttering to herself,

Careful?

Why he is careful?

and look at his iceberg

we approach the company, I ask Frances Louis to stop and say I would

I don't want to be the target

“Go home early.”

says and drives

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