In My Desperate Time

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

having lunch outside, instead of going home, he

nobility. As soon as he goes inside, the shop assistants all gather around him. I'm not exaggerating

help

give

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

he want to send me

are so expensive. It would be a waste for me

poor office worker like me." I say, smiling at Frances

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

do so, it would

bite my lips

woman in her forties, all the others, including the manager, gather around Frances Louis

I find that jewelry here are really frighteningly expensive. A simple

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

is very delicate, from the workmanship to the inlaid jewelry, all of them are

heart is being

price is

My heart tightens.

looks at the necklace and asks, "Do you like