In My Desperate Time

He sneers and replies in his deep voice, “You don’t need to know. But you have to know that there is no good for him if you keep seeing him. He will lose more than a job.”

His smile makes me shudder.

Before I got truth from Noah, I really had thought Frances would have done something bad to him. But now that he is innocent, why does he take the blame himself?

“I really don’t understand why you would rather let me misunderstand you than tell me the truth that you have nothing to do with Noah’s job loss.” I ask him quietly, full of confusion.

He seems to be stunned for seconds, probably not expecting that I would reveal his lie and confront him directly.

His face darkens with rage and he turns his cold sight towards me, “Humph, Noah told you these? It seems that you have seen each other a lot these days, right? It must be that you just can’t wait to sleep with him behind me, right?”

I can’t believe he would think of me that way.

His words are literally insulting.

What makes me feel more painful and worse is that these words come from the man I love.

I’m afraid I would break down and lose control if I continue to stay here.

After a disappointed glance at him, I go back to my room directly.

I’ve already had dinner on my way home. Old Mr Louis won’t come back home until nine or ten at night. So the only thing for me is to calm myself down.

step into my room, Frances follows me

do you want to do?” I instinctively

think? You are thirsty for men,

on the bed, his

My baby!

my belly

pregnant now. I must

let me go!” I beg him, as I try to struggle

if it is a deal, I can buy you a lot of times with four million

feel as if

comparing me to a

I such a woman in

so ridiculous. The tears can’t help streaming

by him. He thrusts into my body rudely, harder and

so tight that I almost lose my

tearing pain in

to sate his

you are

my

his words are sharp with

badly, but finally you still have to beg for mercy beneath me! This is your life! You can’t escape