In My Desperate Time

Old Mr. Louis casts a cold glance at me and said sternly, "There is no need. I'm doing this for the Louis Group, not for you!"

After that, old Mr. Louis returns to the company with Hilda's help.

Frances leans on my shoulder and whispers, "Go in. I'm a little tired."

It could be seen that he is really tired.

It seems that too many things have happened in these days.

He hasn't had a good rest for a long time.

After taking a shower, Frances lies on the bed.

I'm not sleepy. I'm going to draw some drawings and participate in the competition.

Even if I win the prize, the prize money won't help the Louis Group solve any problems.

But what if the Louis Group really goes bankrupt?

At the very least, I still have money to live with Frances.

Next, I'll take care of him, and support him.

As soon as I get up, Frances grabs me.

look at him. He even doesn't open his eyes, muttering, "Jane, sleep with me for a while. I'm so tired, but I can't sleep

being needed by him is so sweet. I directly lie on the bed and

tightly and breathes evenly above

sleeps for a

still asleep

make any noise at night and

face, wanting to deepen his look into my

I love him.

I love him, I still feel that it is

that his face is

is strange that he hasn't

hand on his face, only

so hot. I thought it was because of the warmth under the quilt. I touched him and found he was so hot. Only did then I find out

is

up from bed and take a thermometer to

consciousness, and he is whispering

He looks very painful.

about what he is saying, and lower my head. I hear him

out that even his dreams

be willing to leave a man

out the thermometer and look at it. It really

39.5 ℃.