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.

on Frances, asking worriedly,

arm. I fell and hurt myself

fall?” Whitney asks, looking at me

comes to my mind, which makes me feel nervous. Fortunately,

to the hospital

me go with her. So I have to go

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

the bed,

has eluded

up and surf Weibo to kill time, then my phone

I got two messages.

One is from Noah.

much. I’ll see you

in France for a

message is from

“Come to room 419.”

He is back?

number sounds so impure. It sounds

I’m not going to go for

He just

to come to his room, putting away my pride and

him in his room. Now that she has known

in the doorway, with

has gone

his other