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.

wear the expensive ones. Anyway, fancy clothes only match a fancy person.” I hand the clothes back to

up, take the clothes I dried, and

grabs my clothes and throws them

wet clothes? Can't I afford buying

That one is a

suddenly becomes gloomy

would have no clothes to wear. I pick

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

out

directly to the restaurant at the hotel and we run into

a meal together and

me up and down when he sees me. “This is the latest

gave away? Is it necessary

don’t want to

everything I could say, just to leave an impression in his heart. I am a

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

We go straight back to

I sleep through the night without