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 goes

him to

of going home, he takes me to

around him. I'm not

I help

could give

any moment. He glances briefly round the shop,

he want to

It would be

like anything. These things don't suit a poor office

frowns and says coldly, "Just pick one. Don't consider anything

requested me to do so, it would be too melodramatic

my lips and look

her forties, all the others, including the manager, gather around Frances Louis and present him with

find that jewelry here are really frighteningly expensive.

to make Frances Louis think I'd

to the inlaid jewelry,

heart is being

price is

My heart tightens.

looks at the necklace and asks, "Do you like

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