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.”

he is out of sight. I breathe a

Frances Louis doesn’t realize I am here with Donny, or

already nine o'clock in the evening when

and says, “I am a little

again? I haven’t digested the fried rice I

did you get hungry so

I am not hungry, just want to eat something. Life is all about food and

midnight, there are many stalls on both

legs when he sees the food

Donny, the famous designer is a

shashliks and

much, can you finish them all?” I look

to the wrong place, I can't always get the real spicy crawfish. I just tried one from

I really

about ten of them, but all

big plate to take away

insists on driving

anyone know about my relationship with

by myself. You go back and finish this pile