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.

entirely focuses on

arm. I fell and hurt myself accidentally.” he replies

you fall?” Whitney asks, looking at me

comes to my

to the

let me go with her.

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

bed, I couldn’t

seems that sleep has eluded me

up and surf Weibo to kill time, then my phone

I got two messages.

One is from Noah.

miss you so much.

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

message

“Come to room 419.”

He is back?

sounds so impure. It sounds just

going to go for death.” I

He just sends back

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

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

my amazement, Frances is standing in the doorway,

in. Whitney has

he pulls me in with his other hand