In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 78

I dare not come up.

I am flustered to think of Frances Louis's last outburst against me.

Besides, I am so bold to hang up on him today.

I would die if I come up to see him, but if I didn’t, I would die awfully.

Nervously, I go upstairs to the President's office.

When I open the door, I see Frances Louis sitting on the sofa with his thin lips pressed together.

Steven Song sits at his computer desk and gives me a look of taking care of yourself.

“Where have you been?”

Frances Louis glances at me and asks in a deep voice.

He opens his mouth before me, which makes me know the seriousness of the matter.

“Nicole Snow asked me to go out and buy some materials. It is windy, so I come back late.”

I don’t dare look him in the eye, and answer his question evading the point.

It seems that Frances Louis doesn’t like Noah Jefferson. He would be angrier if I said I was with Noah Jefferson.

“Why turn off your phone?”

“It’s not me. It happens to run out of battery the time you called me.”

I keep lying.

I hate to tell lies, but after knowing Frances Louis, I have acquired a skill to wave a lie without hesitation. Gradually, I become one of my most disdainful people.

A kind of bitter taste sprawls into my heart.

Frances Louis says nothing, but suddenly stands up and comes towards me.

I get panicked.

Last time in Santos, I went to the hospital, and he sensed the disinfectant smell on my body. This time, I stayed in the hospital so long when Noah Jefferson is having an operated, I become disinfectant fluid myself. Although I have taken off my coat before I came up, I could not guarantee that his bloodhound's nose would not detect it.

A smile grows bigger on his lips, but his eyes are full of danger.

He lifts his hand gently and rests it on my shoulder.

“Here, how could here have blood?”

I look over my shoulder and see blood on my right shoulder.

It must be from rushing to hold Noah Jefferson. It’s not big, the size of a fingernail. I am wearing a white shirt underneath, so the spot of blood is distinct.

I should have looked myself in the mirror before coming up.

“What happened? Are you hurt? I'll take you to the hospital.” Steven Song says, standing up and coming over to me. He pulls me up and tries to walk out.

I look at him thankfully.