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.

crowd. In the end

their 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 seen such an arrogant home wrecker. Having the audacity to show up

I hate Frances’

humiliated by these people if he didn't insist on asking me

I married Frances. Why did I do it? Is it really beneficial

that so? I am backing her up,

voice suddenly came from behind. Even I am taken back,

poker face

looks mad. Is it because someone had just challenged his

to lift her head. She answers while trembling. "Mr. Louis...

"What did you mean?"

takes a step forward, looking even more

crying. She looks at the person next to her helplessly. Everyone quickly looks away, trying to

jealous of her beauty. And I am jealous

woman bites her

am impressed by her wit. Perhaps that is

she have an uneasy conscience saying that she’s jealous of my

puts his arm around my shoulder, while looking at me gently. "She is not my mistress.