In My Desperate Time

Frances is intently chatting with the people beside him, and he doesn’t see me for the time being.

However, he is coming my way. If I don’t do anything, he will definitely find me.

I can’t bear to part with him, and I wish I could take a few more looks at him. However, I know that if I delay for only a second, things might go wrong.

I can’t stake my baby on it, for I can’t afford to lose!

Suddenly, I saw a tall man in a windbreaker walking by.

Getting a brainwave, I throw caution to the winds and slip into his windbreaker, hugging him.

The man freezes, saying in poor Chinese, “Miss, what are you doing? It’s not decent of you.”

I don’t care if it’s decent or not. I can do anything to hide away from Frances!

I lower my voice and say to the man, “Could you please help me and turn around? A pervert has been stalking me for a long time. I have to get rid of him.”

and says, “Okay,” and

glances at Frances. He looks across at the man, but he quickly looks away, and

a sigh of relief, but I feel an overwhelming sense

brainwashed by TV dramas into thinking that no matter where the female lead is, the male lead can always feel

disappointed with

is not a campy TV drama. Besides, I’m not his

me. How can he

the way out of the airport, I let go of the man and apologize to him, “I’m sorry. Thank you very much

- there is greater merit in saving one life than in building a seven-tier pagoda.

smiles, waving goodbye to

my luggage, I get

the plane takes off, I

city,

Goodbye, Frances.

No. Adieu, Frances.

if I don’t