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

up, take the clothes I dried, and

grabs my clothes and throws them directly into

wear wet clothes? Can't

is

face suddenly becomes

he might throw away this dress, I would have no

clothes really fit me as if they were made for me. I can't help but wonder, is it really a gift from

go out and

the restaurant at the hotel and we run into Herman there.

meal together and his

and down when he sees me. “This is the latest DS dress. It looks good on you.” He

this the clothes he gave away? Is it

I don’t want to ask too

talks a lot with me during the meal. I tell him everything I could say, just

but this may only be the only

Herman is thinking. We go straight back to the room after

the night without