In My Desperate Time

I look at him with a sense of guilt and apologize to him with my head lowered.

“Humph! You think your apology can help?” he says coldly.

“That’s all I can do whether you accept it or not. I can’t help you.” I retort back.

His chest is heaving, as if suppressing the anger inside.

After a while, he says with clenched teeth, “Take me to the hospital.”

“It is your arm that is broken, not your legs.”

“Jane!”

He gazes at me with a cold and sharp look. Then I have to help him walk outside.

As soon as we come to the door of the hotel, we run into Whitney who is walking in.

Seeing my hands on Frances’s arms, she immediately rushes over and pushes me away.

“Don’t touch him.”

She stares at me defensively with great disgust in her eyes.

Everyone in the hall is watching us. Though many of them don’t understand our language, anyone with a discerning eye could guess what happened.

For a moment, embarrassment permeates the air.

“I’m injured.” Frances furrows.

me and entirely focuses on Frances, asking worriedly, “How? Where did

I fell and hurt myself accidentally.” he

you fall?” Whitney asks, looking at me confusedly.

scene of him kissing me just now comes to my mind,

go to

go with her. So I have to go back to my room

all right, or I’ll be the guilty one, although it’s his rudeness makes me

bed,

that sleep has eluded me every

surf Weibo to kill time, then my

I got two messages.

One is from Noah.

miss you so much. I’ll see you

reply, “I’m in France for a competition. I’ll come back in a

message

“Come to room 419.”

He is back?

sounds so impure. It

not going to go

one minute.” He just sends back a short

is. Finally, I choose to come to his room, putting away my pride and suppressing my

stay with him in his room. Now that she has known our affairs,

Frances is standing in the doorway, with plaster cast on

in. Whitney has

pulls me in with his