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.

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

hands around their chests, look at me with distain. "The most obnoxious thing in my life is mistress. Mr. Louis could back you

moment, I hate Frances’

people if he didn't insist on asking me to come here

regret that I married Frances. Why did I do it? Is

that so? I am backing

cold voice suddenly came from behind. Even I

his poker face

Is it because someone had

doesn’t even have the guts to lift her head. She answers while trembling. "Mr. Louis...

"What did you mean?"

a step forward, looking even

She looks at the person next to her helplessly. Everyone

out of jealousy. I am jealous of her beauty. And I am jealous that

woman bites her lip,

am impressed by her wit.

saying that she’s jealous of

a little more eased, puts his arm around my shoulder, while looking at me gently. "She is not my