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.

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

and hurt myself accidentally.” he

did you fall?” Whitney asks, looking at

him kissing me just now comes to my mind, which makes

go to the hospital

go with her. So I have

right, or I’ll be the guilty one, although it’s his

the bed, I couldn’t

sleep has eluded me

up and surf Weibo to kill time, then my phone

I got two messages.

One is from Noah.

so much. I’ll

France for a

message is

“Come to room 419.”

He is back?

number sounds so impure. It sounds just like his room, a lecher’s

won’t. I’m not going to go

just sends back a short

the worse his temper is. Finally, I choose to come to his room, putting away

she has known our affairs, I’m finding myself death to come

in the doorway, with

in. Whitney has gone

pulls me in with his