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.

focuses on Frances,

hurt

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

now comes to my mind,

to the

with her. So

be all right, or I’ll be the guilty one, although

the bed, I

that sleep has eluded

up and surf Weibo to kill time,

I got two messages.

One is from Noah.

so much. I’ll see you

for a competition. I’ll come back in

other message is

“Come to room 419.”

He is back?

It sounds just

to go for death.”

have one minute.” He just sends back a

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

his room. Now that she has known

in the doorway, with plaster

Whitney has

he pulls me in with his other hand and shut