In My Desperate Time

Once again, I get the feeling of being the central of attention!

Everyone's contemptuous look embarrasses me.

I stand still, not knowing what to do.

As long as Frances is involved, there are always various situations that embarrass me. It happens all the time.

The crowd is more convinced of their thoughts seeing that I am not speaking up.

"No wonder she looks so familiar. I bet she’s with Mr. Louis a long time ago."

"On the news, the story goes ‘Song's CEO rescued the beauty as a hero, claiming that she was his girlfriend?"

"Maybe she was sleeping with both men at the same time? She must have her own means. Not as charming as I pictured though."

...

I want to explain, but everything they say is true. No matter how I explain, the reasoning may sound unconvincing.

lower my head, attempting to pass through the crowd. In the end I am blocked

hands around their chests, look at me with distain. "The most obnoxious thing in my life is mistress. Mr. Louis could back you up, so what? I have never

moment, I hate

didn't insist on asking me to come here with

Frances. Why did I do

that so? I am backing her up,

Even I am taken back, let alone

poker face after

Is it because

head. She answers while trembling. "Mr. Louis... I

"What did you mean?"

forward, looking even more

to her helplessly.

out of jealousy. I am jealous of her beauty. And I am jealous that she could be loved by you,

her

by her wit. Perhaps that is the

have an uneasy conscience saying that she’s

looks a little more eased, puts his arm around my shoulder, while looking at me