In My Desperate Time

“What are you doing here?”

Frances Louis lowers his head and looks at me with a cold face.

I am wondering why he is here.

“If you can come, why can't I? Don’t I have the right to look around even if I can't afford to buy them?” I purse my lips.

I glance over at Donny, who is surrounded by women and doesn’t seem to notice anything over here.

“Jane Noyes, have you been getting bolder lately with some man backing you up?” He smirks coldly and moves closer towards me.

I take a couple of steps back, look around in panic, and say, “don't get that close to me in public, if Whitney Jordan finds out, I'll be dead. By the way, don’t ask me to choose any presents to your another woman. If Whitney Jordan checks the store and finds out I was with you that time, I'll be dead.”

“You don’t have to worry about these things, just do your part. You don't have to worry about Whitney Jordan.”

He says coldly and takes a large step towards outside.

I look towards where he has just come out and there seems to be an office. He should be here to talk business with someone.

The clerk sees him come out and quickly moves away from Donny and bows respectfully towards him, “Mr. Louis, please take care.”

staff breathe a sigh of relief until he is out of sight. I

here with

already nine o'clock in the evening when I go out of DS

says, “I am a

digested the

get hungry

all about food and

stalls on both sides of the road. And the food there is

couldn't move his legs when he sees the

the famous designer is

orders some shashliks and

did you order so much, can you finish them all?”

get the real spicy crawfish. I just

is served, I really got

plates of crawfish, I eat about ten of them, but

even packs a big plate to take away before leaving

insists on driving

let anyone know about my relationship with Frances

“No, I'll go back by myself. You go