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

and hurt myself accidentally.”

Whitney asks, looking at me confusedly.

now comes to my mind, which makes

go to the

wouldn’t let me go with her. So I have to

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

bed, I couldn’t

has

get up and surf Weibo to kill time, then

I got two messages.

One is from Noah.

so much.

for a competition. I’ll come back in a

other message is

“Come to room 419.”

He is back?

It sounds just like his

to go for

just sends back a

less his words are, the worse his temper is. Finally, I choose to come to his room, putting away my pride and suppressing

has known

amazement, Frances is standing in the doorway, with plaster cast on his

in. Whitney has gone

with his other hand and