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.

to wear the expensive ones. Anyway, fancy clothes only match a

clothes I dried, and

and throws them directly into the

Can't I afford

one is a gift!”

face suddenly becomes

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

really fit me as if they were made for me.

go out

restaurant at the hotel and we run into Herman there.

together and his hospitality is

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

this the clothes he gave away? Is it necessary to emphasize that it is

I don’t want to ask too much, only

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

myself like this is a bit ostentatious, but this may only be the only opportunity for me. If I don't

know what Herman is thinking. We

and I sleep through the night