Chapter 12
\nIn My Desperate Time novel Chapter 12<\/p>\n
\u201cWho you are looking for?\u201d<\/p>\n
A fifty-year-old woman looks at me and asks in confusion.<\/p>\n
She seems like a servant of Frances Louis.<\/p>\n
\u201cHello I want to meet Mr. Frances Louis.\u201d I smile and say politely.<\/p>\n
\u201cOur sir doesn’t meet people casually, still less a woman.\u201d The servant doesn’t answer me and talk to herself.<\/p>\n
A deep and lazy voice comes from upstairs.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet her up.\u201d<\/p>\n
The maid looks at me like something big happens. She takes me upstairs.<\/p>\n
When we arrive at the door, she knocks and then goes away.<\/p>\n
The man stands beside the window, holding a glass of wine in his left hand gracefully. He sits beside the window lazily, staring outside.<\/p>\n
Nobody knows what he is thinking.<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Louis.\u201d<\/p>\n
I call him gently and walk in.<\/p>\n
Frances Louis turns around, a light smile hiding on the corner of his mouth.<\/p>\n
His smile makes my heart beat slowly. I am not an anthomaniac. But his smile is so charming.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes\u201d He answers lazily.<\/p>\n
Suddenly I don\u2019t know how to tell. Because I am not sure whether he remembers me or not.<\/p>\n
Frances Louis stands up and puts the wine on the window.<\/p>\n
The sun shines through the wine in the glass, casting mottled light.<\/p>\n
He stares at me with his deep eyes. I don\u2019t know what he is looking at. I just feel panic.<\/p>\n
After a while, a sentence flies from his two thin lips.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much is your monthly salary?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
I don’t know why he asks me this. I am confused but answer him honestly.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy last job pays me five thousand dollars every month. Now I get a new job, so I could get 10 thousand dollars monthly or even more.\u201d<\/p>\n
I know about designing. If the salary is high, I could buy famous brand’s handbags. So I have the confidence that I can pay off the debt as soon as possible.<\/p>\n
He sneers. His hand brushes my hair on the ear gently. Such a gentle movement. I feel like I am electrocuted, limp and numb.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe money you owe me, even if I wipe out the odds, is 900 thousand dollars. Except your personnel spending, even if you pay me 10 thousand monthly, you have to pay seven and a half years. You are a woman, why are you being so tired. Why not…Why not you be my mistress. And I would write off the debt.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-36","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/36","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=36"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}