In My Desperate Time

Old Mr. Louis is shocked. When he looks at me, I can see that he is in a panic.

Then, he scolds, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Although old Mr. Louis denies it, I know that he lies from his expression.

"I'm certain that I'm right. I'm not passionate, but I can feel that you don't hate me. Although you change your attitude because of Hilda, I think you have your reasons. Otherwise, you wouldn't have risked your life to save me that day."

I stare at him and say it word by word.

He doesn't say anything but keeps looking at me.

I think that he's going to admit it and he is willing to tell me the truth.

But in the end, he snorts and sneers in disdain, "You're too narcissistic! The reason why I liked you is because I thought you were better than Whitney. But after a while, I feel that you are scheming. In addition, compared to Hilda, you look worse. Hilda is so nice, so why don't I let her be my granddaughter-in-law?"

words break

looks at

wonder if I misjudge him. I guess his

explain? How can you believe me? It has nothing to do with me whether you're hurt or not. Think about it. You're from an

is the pain of

that we will never be forgiven because my father

it, it doesn't mean that he doesn't care

that you can tell me

and leave. Don't

and orders

bite my lips and turn

around, I meet Hilda. She

up? What does she

just now his real thoughts? Or he is afraid