In My Desperate Time

Chapter 129 Select Anything You Like

I lick my lips, tasting the sour taste of yogurt.

Crap. I forget to wipe my mouth.

I feel so embarrassed.

I lower my head and remain silence.

Frances Louis says nothing and asks me to go down stairs for lunch.

I thought he has ordered takeout, but when I go downstairs, the table is empty.

"Where is the food?"

I ask Frances Louis who is sitting on sofa leisurely.

"You want me to cook for you?" The man raises his eyebrows and looks at me defiantly.

Thinking of his wicked cuisine, I shake my head quickly and say firmly, "No."

I am not Whitney. I will not flatter him.

"Let’s go."

says and

follow him to the

going home, he takes me to a

gather around him. I'm not exaggerating that women who see him are

I help you,

give you

for any moment. He glances briefly round the shop, turns to me, and says, "Select

to

expensive. It would be a waste for

These things don't suit a poor office worker

"Just pick one. Don't consider anything

me to do so,

lips and look

I am selecting. But except a woman in her forties, all the others, including the manager, gather around Frances

find that jewelry here are really frighteningly expensive. A

Frances Louis think I'd seen all of them. But when I see a necklace, I could

the workmanship to

like my heart is

is four million

My heart tightens.

to me. He looks at

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