In My Desperate Time

When he mentions this, I realize that I almost forget about this matter.

Furthermore, I always feel that Frances was joking in the past. How can this be real?

“Mr. Louis, that was a joke, why take it for real?” I smile but feel bitter within me.

Frances always does things according to his own will and never asks if I am willing to. But doesn’t he think that it is a huge joke to marry me?

“I’m very serious.” The man says solemnly.

“Serious?” I scoff and look at Frances, “Then what are you doing now? Are you proposing or forcing me? You don’t even know the size of my finger. How serious can you be?”

I shake the ring on my finger and hang my hand downwards. The ring starts to slide down my finger and falls once again onto the ground. Except for this time, it rolls towards a nearby trashcan.

In my eyes, this ring is no different from the trash.

“You’ve lost weight.”

weight. I have always been slim and after losing 5 kg, I’m practically

I don’t know what your motives are, you really don’t have to do it because I hate you to the

want!” Frances raises his voice and he is unable to conceal his

Does he have the right

Die in front of me if you have the guts to. Otherwise, don’t bother me again!” After saying coldly

me, Frances says in certainty,

I’m back, I never consider trying

apply for leave from work that day. I

of coffee and run into Whitney but she doesn’t see me. She is struggling with a child in a pram. The child is throwing a tantrum and Whitney is frowning tightly and looks very

a while, her cell phone rings, and she sits down

child. Perhaps

stop crying.” Whitney ends the call and looks at the child in anger. She stretches out her hand and

her slap. How can she treat her child that way? How can she bear to slap a baby who is her flesh and blood?! I can’t become a mother even if I want to and Whitney