In My Desperate Time

“What’s this?”

“See for yourself.”

He says coldly.

Huh, pretending to be indifferent?

I curl my lips, take the thing in his hand and open it. It turns out to be a dress from DS.

He is buying me clothes.

Frances being considerate is making me more confused.

I vow to hate him just now, but because of his petty favors, my heart is softened.

I look down on myself a little bit.

“It’s a gift from Herman, the latest DS model. I don't wear women's clothing, so I am giving it to you.” He said coldly.

What else can I say? Fortunately, I don’t want to say what I am thinking. Otherwise, I will be laughed at by him for over-thinking.

I don't need to wear the expensive ones. Anyway, fancy clothes only match a fancy person.” I hand the clothes back

up, take the clothes I dried,

throws

wear wet clothes? Can't

That one is a

suddenly becomes gloomy

might throw away this dress, I would have no clothes to wear. I pick up the clothes and walk towards

really fit me as if they were made for me. I can't help but

go out and

and we run into Herman there.

meal together and his hospitality is

me. “This is the latest

gave away? Is it necessary

I don’t want to ask too much, only

me during the meal. I tell him everything I could say, just to leave an impression in his heart. I am a capable person who don’t need to

ostentatious, but this may only be the only opportunity for me. If I don't seize it, I

thinking. We go

and I sleep through the night without