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.

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

the clothes I dried, and walk to the

clothes and throws them directly into the

clothes? Can't I afford buying clothes

That one is a gift!” I

suddenly

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

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

go out

the restaurant at the hotel and

and his hospitality is too hard to

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

to ask too

just to leave

a bit ostentatious, but this may only be the only opportunity for me. If I don't seize it, I might never have such

We go

and I sleep through the