In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 129

I lick my lips, tasting the sour taste of yogurt.

Crap. I forget to wipe my mouth.

I feel so embarrassed.

I lower my head and remain silence.

Frances Louis says nothing and asks me to go down stairs for lunch.

I thought he has ordered takeout, but when I go downstairs, the table is empty.

"Where is the food?"

I ask Frances Louis who is sitting on sofa leisurely.

"You want me to cook for you?" The man raises his eyebrows and looks at me defiantly.

Thinking of his wicked cuisine, I shake my head quickly and say firmly, "No."

I am not Whitney. I will not flatter him.

"Let’s go."

Frances Louis says and goes out.

I follow him to the car.

After having lunch outside, instead of going home, he takes me to a jewelry store.

He has an air of dignity and nobility. As soon as he goes inside, the shop assistants all gather around him. I'm not exaggerating that women who see him are as excited as the flies at the sight of shit.

"May I help you, sir?"

"I could give you some recommendations."

Frances Louis’s eyes don’t pause on them for any moment. He glances briefly round the shop, turns to me, and says, "Select anything you like."

Does he want to send me jewelry?

They are so expensive. It would be a waste for me to wear them.

"I don't like anything. These things don't suit a poor office worker like me." I say, smiling at Frances Louis.

Frances Louis frowns and says coldly, "Just pick one. Don't consider anything else."