In My Desperate Time

"Ah!"

Old Mr. Louis cries in alarm.

I look up and see old Mr. Louis frowning.

The person beside him panics and keeps apologizing to old Mr. Louis.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it. I'm really in a hurry."

Only then do I notice that he is holding a glass of water in his hand.

The boiling water inside spills on the back of old Mr. Louis’ hand, making it red and swollen.

If he hadn't pushed me away just now, I would have been injured.

But doesn't he hate me? Why does he protect me?

It's not the right time to think about this. What's important is to see if his burns are serious or not.

"It doesn't matter. Be careful next time."

Old Mr. Louis says kindly to the man, but because of the pain, his brows are tightly knitted.

man apologizes again before

frown and stepped forward to support old Mr. Louis. "Grandfather, let me take

don't want to see you! Scram as far away as you can! Can't you see that I

Mr. Louis shakes off my hand impatiently

it had been before, I would have read that old Mr. Louis

after seeing what happened just now,

don't know what he is thinking about, but if I hate someone, I definitely won't

his dislike for me is truly

help me just now?" I look at old Mr. Louis with a

eyes are filled with extreme

person to be careful,

Louis says that, he doesn't look at me

there and see him stop a car and leave before

feel

is going

find

an answer. He shakes his head in confusion,

my grandfather is thinking too." He smiles

not only can he not read his

read Hilda

let out a long sigh and say to Frances, "What is the