In My Desperate Time

I don't know why Frances married me, he never ask me why I suddenly change my mind.

As if we mutually understand that it's a secret, everyone chooses not to talk about it.

It’s pretty good too, I can even save my time to make up lies.

On the second day, I give Frances the button.

He seems awkward after seeing the button.

After a light cough, he speaks to me, “Help me sew it, please.”

While saying that, he gives me yesterday's suit.

“Me?” I point at myself and shake my head, “It's better for you to sew it yourself.”

My needlework is really bad.

I usually have two options when my clothes need to be sewn.

Either I go to the tailor shop and find someone to sew it, or I just stop wearing it.

Now Frances is telling me to sew his clothes, isn't that troubling me?

Moreover, sewing clothes for him... No matter how I think about it, such scene is too sweet and strange.

up man like me can do such things?” he laughs and

do such things? You're a male chauvinism.” I curl my lips and roll

early and you two are already flirting. Please consider my feelings as an old

Mr. Louis passes through

can't help teasing when seeing

Flirting?

Louis

between me and

You say, the second day after I'm married... My wife already refused to sew my clothes on the second day of our married life.

Mr. Louis and he

What a drama queen!

that Frances can

won't meddle with your matter.” Old Mr. Louis waves his

want to keep debating

the clothes he's holding and says, “I'll sew it, but don't you regret

a needle and thread... I just sew it regardless

the needle even pricks

Frances in my

there's a really

the clothes to Frances, he

the clothes

else would it be?” I shrug my shoulders and look at

on