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.”

take the clothes I dried, and walk to

grabs my clothes and throws them directly into the

do you wear wet clothes? Can't I afford buying clothes

That one is a gift!”

suddenly becomes

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

were made for me. I can't help but wonder, is

out

and we run into Herman there.

to have a meal together and his hospitality

at me up and down when he sees me. “This is the latest DS dress. It looks good

Is it necessary to

course, I don’t want to ask too

everything I could say, just to leave an impression in his heart. I am a capable person who don’t

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

what Herman is thinking. We go straight back to the

I sleep through the