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

him

home, he takes

of dignity and nobility. As soon as he goes inside, the shop assistants all gather around him. I'm not exaggerating that women who see him are as excited as the

I help

could give you

Louis’s eyes don’t pause on them for any moment. He glances briefly round the shop, turns to me, and says,

he want to

It would be a

like anything. These things don't suit a poor office worker like me." I

and says coldly, "Just pick one.

to do so, it would be too melodramatic for

my lips and

except a woman in her forties, all the others, including the manager, gather around Frances Louis and present him with a pile

stroll, I find that jewelry here are really frighteningly expensive. A simple necklace is ten thousand dollars, which is

going to put on a show, just to make Frances Louis think I'd seen all of them. But when I see a necklace, I could not

workmanship to the inlaid jewelry, all of them are showing

heart is being pulled

is four

My heart tightens.

comes to me. He looks at the necklace and asks, "Do you

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