In My Desperate Time

Whitney sees us.

She walks towards us.

But the way she looks at me is filled with precaution.

Though right now Frances and I are not having any intimate interaction, we are both here, she definitely suspects our relationship.

What should I do?

Watching Whitney come close, I can’t think of any reasonable excuses.

I just went through the whole plagiarism scandal, if our relationship is disclosed, I’ll be ruined, probably.

Frances is standing there with no emotions on his face. I just can’t figure out what is he thinking.

Maybe he will just do nothing and let Whitney deal with me. As his sex partner, of course I’m insignificant compared to his wife.

“What are you two doing together?”

Whitney stares at me, full of hostility.

do you find this place?” Frances frowns his eyebrows, trying to skip the

the world. I have moved my stuff here. I’ll live with you from now on. You wanna

questions at me, and I don’t

there, at a loss, waiting for Whitney

a million possibilities of how we will get caught, and I have come up with a million solutions. But when this really happens, I become a

freaking mistress. Whatever she

at me for being quiet,

talking to you! Say

out of control. Maybe it’s

What can I say?

says nothing about our unethical relationship, how can

don’t be

calm response from Frances only

messing around, and I’m the one who’s making a scene? Have you ever thought about my feelings? I am your wife. I knew

Frances with tears running down

this moment, I feel like I am a bitch. Even

world, I’m a

“Mrs. Louis, I’m sor…”

apologize when Steven’s voice comes from

don’t you guys wait