In My Desperate Time

Actually, I dare not open the door.

I'm afraid it's Whitney Jordan. After all, she's Frances Louis’s real wife.

It doesn’t matter if we meet outside. If we meet here, how can I explain it?

I stand there, listening to the doorbell ringing for a long time, but I don’t have the courage to open it.

“Why don’t you open the door?”

Frances Louis comes down and asks me in a low voice.

I move my lips but no answer.

He glances at me, goes to the door and opens it. Then I see a man in a suit with a bow tie standing in the doorway. He looks like a waiter in a western restaurant.

No matter who he is, as long as he is not Whitney Jordan.

I hear him say something to Frances Louis in a low voice, then he gives him a large box and leaves.

Frances Louis takes the box to the table, then he turns to me and says, “Come here.”

He called me to come over, and I did.

He opens the box and takes out two dishes from it.

The smell of food floats out.

are two well-done steaks, and depending on the shape, it should be

also

look at Frances Louis

an hour to drive here. The waiter who just arrived made a special delivery. Are there so

boss.” Says Frances

I forget that this man

who owes my boss 4 million. My stomach is

presence of Frances Louis, I don’t have to pay attention to my manner and

attention to

Frances Louis says disdainfully.

him and keep stuffing my

up for him who loves her. I don’t like

Louis says nothing. He looks

has to pay attention to his appearance in front of me, but because of

recall that Frances Louis told me to go home early today, but he hasn’t told me the

to go home early today?” I

“Nothing.”

down his knife and fork,

he finished

only eats a little of his steak? Why order takeout when

back confusingly, and I despise him

So, I take his plate and prepare to eat the

Louis suddenly goes downstairs, with