In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 19

It is David Gibbs gives to me last time when I ask him for the address of Frances Louis.

I look at this name, like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood.

Maybe only Frances Louis can help me now.

I have my pride, my self-esteem. But now, neither pride nor self-esteem can help me live in this city.

Shaking my hands, I dial the phone, the phone rings for a long time, and no one answers.

For me, even one minute and one second are very painful.

I am afraid that he doesn’t answer.

But I am also afraid that he picks up.

Finally, Frances Louis doesn’t pick up.

But I don’t have the courage to call him.

I stand in the cold wind. I think I might really have to sleep on the street tonight.

Dragging my suitcase, I walk slowly under the dim lamps.

After two minutes, my phone rings.

I am so nervous that my heart stops beating.

But different from what I think, it is not Frances Louis.

It is Steven Song.

“Hello? Jane Noyes?”

He is obviously drunk by the sound of his voice, and his tongue is knotted.

“What’s the matter, President Song?” I ask.

“You come to my house. I will send you the address.”

Then, Steven Song hangs up the phone.

I don't know what he asks me for, but I go there anyway.

First, he is the boss and I am the employee. Second, I really have nowhere to go. If Steven Song doesn’t call me, I might have to go to Frances Louis’s house.

I find Steven Song’s home according to the address he gives me.

It is a luxury apartment.

Being kicked, Steven Song suddenly wakes up from the sofa. He touches his ass and says, “You are the first who dare to kick my ass!”

He is a little angry at first, but he is soon attracted by the smell of the food. After drinking a bowl of sober-up soup, he begins to eat.

“Jane Noyes, you make delicious food. You can cook for me every day in the future.” When he looks at me, his eyes sparkle like a child for candy.

I curl my lips, “I am not a free nanny.”

“Then I'll pay you.” He looks at the suitcase I put in the corner and says, “meals and accommodation included.”

I think Steven Song know about my embarrassment, but he doesn’t ask me why. He just helps me in a very light way without putting any pressure on me.

It is at this time that my attitude towards Steven Song changes. I always thin he is a playboy, but now he's at least a gentleman.

I have no other choice, so I agree to Steven Song’s request.

Steven Song’s apartment has three rows, so there is a room for me. I simply tidy up and go to bed. As for the salary, I don’t talk to Steven Song. After all, I am homeless now and it is good to have a place to stay.

I sleep well this night.

Early in the next morning, Steven Song throws me some money.