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.”

me. Of course, I lost weight. I have always been slim and after losing 5 kg, I’m practically all skin and bones. And this man in front of me is the

to do it because I hate you to the bone. Even in death, I will never get married to you.”

raises his voice and he is unable

he have the right

you have the guts to. Otherwise, don’t bother me

in

I never

my mood remains very poor. I apply for leave from work that

but she doesn’t see me. She is

her cell phone rings, and she sits

loud and even my heart is aching for the child. Perhaps it is because I

call and looks at the child in anger. She stretches out

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