In My Desperate Time

“Frances, what are you doing, let go of me!”

I yank my hand out with all my might but in vain, even though my hands chafe.

I don’t know what he wants to do. As time passes, his silence makes me feel scared.

I am seeking revenge on him but I find I’m totally not ready for it when he abruptly appears in front of me. I’m stuck and lost at this moment.

He takes me out of the bar and from a far distance away, I see that familiar Maybach.

I’m so terrified that I lean over and bite hard on his arm.

It is literally a hard bite.

However, Frances doesn’t stop his steps and instead he walks even faster.

I loosen my mouth and look at the dental print on his shirt, a faint trace of blood seeping out.

It looks hurt very much, but he has no response at all. Does he lose his feelings?

to the car, he pushes me into the back seat, and then

locked.

of room in the car but I feel

panic now that I’ve been in his

simply sit there and ask coldly.

where have you been

dim light in the car. There seems to be a

and turn to him, say nastily, “Why do

sent his men to Prague to kill my child, and now he asks me where I have been without any shame? Does he really

you mean?” he asks me with

finished. We definitely will meet again sometime, but of course, I won’t make it

hatred for him, but when I see him again I find that there is irresistible love mixed in hatred.

regain senses by thinking over and over again about the untimely

already made it hard

He says quietly.

my illusion, but