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?"

in

with Violet, I put on my clothes and go

and Hilda sitting on the sofa, each

perfect couple. What a harmonious picture. But to me, it

is my husband. How can he be so intimate

without a word, sit opposite them and

me after a long

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

I sleep a little longer, I'm not sure what I will

course, I only dare to say it in

I would

force a smile, take the child from Frances and ask softly, "Has

baby, I also

her. Why is

and don't want to talk

the nanny and goes to the kitchen

and goes

the same time, old Mr. Louis walks

still a little weak, so he

Mr. Louis, but Hilda steps

be careful.

and sits down at the table. Then she sits down beside old Mr. Louis and serves him

she gives Frances another

she doesn't give