Chapter 120
\nIn My Desperate Time novel Chapter 120<\/p>\n
My back hits the hard wall, and the pain makes me frown.<\/p>\n
“I don\u2019t know you would be here, either.”<\/p>\n
I say honestly.<\/p>\n
But Frances Louis doesn\u2019t want to listen to me.<\/p>\n
“What if you know?” He asks me in a low voice.<\/p>\n
“I\u2026”<\/p>\n
“Honey, where are you, I also want to go to the bathroom.”<\/p>\n
Whitney’s voice comes from not far away, which startles me. I tug Frances Louis’s sleeve and say, “Go! don’t let your wife find out.”<\/p>\n
I feel pathetic for myself. But life has never given me a choice.<\/p>\n
Fortunately, Frances Louis doesn\u2019t stay anymore and takes me to the bathroom.<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t want to go to the bathroom, so I just refine my makeup outside in order to stall for time.<\/p>\n
Whitney stops in front of me and washes her hands gracefully.<\/p>\n
Didn\u2019t she say she wants to go to the bathroom? Why does she wash her hands first?<\/p>\n
I think it is weird, but I am not familiar with her, so I don\u2019t ask.<\/p>\n
But Whitney speaks first.<\/p>\n
“Miss Noyes is so talented in design. No wonder you are President Song\u2019s favorite.”<\/p>\n
I smile politely at her without denying it, nor admitting it. At this time, I don’t mind her misunderstanding the relationship between me and Steven Song.<\/p>\n
“I work for Steven Song\u2019s company because I like design.” I say lightly and apply the lipstick.<\/p>\n
Whitney also smiles and talks to me while applying makeup.<\/p>\n
“It seems that President Song is Frances\u2019s friend. They meet frequently.”<\/p>\n
I say nothing and I don\u2019t know what Whitney wants to say.<\/p>\n
After exchanging phone numbers, we go back together.<\/p>\n
The cruise drives quickly, and an hour later, we have been far from the shore.<\/p>\n
The cruise is driverless and computer controls throughout. Except for the four of us, there is no one else on the boat.<\/p>\n
“Honey, I am a little hungry. What will we have for lunch?” Whitney asks.<\/p>\n
“Don’t worry, Jane Noyes can cook. I can ask her to make more dishes for you.” Steven Song says lightly.<\/p>\n
“Well, thank you Mr. Song.” Whitney smiles.<\/p>\n
Damn you! You don\u2019t cook! I am the one who makes lunch and you are the one who is thanked?<\/p>\n
I roll my eyes to Steven Song. Just when I want to cook, Frances Louis stands up and says, “I’ll cook.”<\/p>\n
I just remember that Frances Louis has warned me not to go into the kitchen again.<\/p>\n
But how could a person like him who can’t even make brown sugar water know how to cook?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-144","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/144","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=144"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}