In My Desperate Time

Violet wants to see me?

Does she want to spill coffee on me again?

"Why do we have to see each other?" I rejects her request.

"I want to talk to you about Steven. He's not doing well these days."

"As his friend, I hope you can come out and meet me."

Violet pleads. I can tell that she really likes Steven.

Actually, I want to say that I don't care.

However, I cannot restrain my true feelings.

I owe Steven much. Now something goes wrong with him. I can't just sit back and do nothing.

Even if Violet sets up a trap for me, I have to see her.

"Alright, where should we meet?" I ask in a deep voice.

"Let's meet at the clubhouse next to your house. If I choose a place too far away, I'm afraid you'll think I'm up to something."

With her saying that, it seems like I have no other choices but go.

"Alright, when?"

o'clock in the

the appointment with Violet, I put on my clothes and

sitting on the sofa, each holding

couple. What a harmonious picture. But to me, it is really

my husband. How can he

sit opposite them and watch them

me after a long

stands up and walks towards me. He smiles and says, "You're up. Why don't you sleep

little longer, I'm not sure what I

only dare to say

would look very

child from Frances and ask softly, "Has Earl

my baby, I also fed

her. Why is she the

and

Earl to the nanny and goes to

finishes cooking and

same time, old Mr. Louis

still a little weak,

but Hilda steps ahead

be careful. Don't

at the table. Then she sits down beside

she gives Frances

course, she