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.

attempting to pass through the crowd. In the end I am blocked by two

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

this moment, I hate Frances’

he didn't insist on asking me to come

that I married Frances. Why did I do

that so? I am backing her up, so

I am taken back, let alone the woman

poker

because

the guts to lift her head. She answers while trembling. "Mr. Louis... I didn't mean

"What did you mean?"

a step forward, looking even

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

of her beauty. And I am jealous that

woman bites her lip, speaking

wit. Perhaps

have an uneasy conscience saying that she’s

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