In My Desperate Time

Chapter 130 I Think Highly of Myself, Again

Frances Louis, he…

I told him that I didn’t want it. Why he still buys it?

Does he really like me? Like Mindy said?

"No, no, no."

I shake my head and try to get this terrible idea out of my mind and wait for Frances Louis to come.

Then, Frances Louis comes and leads me into the golf course.

I thought Frances Louis was coming in for a round of golf, but he takes me straight to the dining room.

"The Japanese food here is very good. Try it."

I nod and follow him in.

I don’t know much about Japanese food, so I just order a few dishes at random.

When the food is served, I find that many things are raw. In fact, I am not very good at eating raw food, and, not wanting to annoy Frances Louis, I eat a little and put down my chopsticks.

Frances Louis doesn’t eat much either. I never see him eat much. He is always so polite and elegant.

Of course, the Frances I was talking about was the Frances in public. When he with me, he is no more than a beast.

Frances Louis's phone rings. He answers and soon his brows furrow.

Because I sit a little far from him, I can’t hear what they are saying. I hear him say ‘I know’, and then he hangs up the phone.

He takes me out without a word, and when he reaches the door, he holds out his hand and says, "Give me that."

He means the bag in my hand.

I don’t know what he means, but I still give it to him according to his command.

"Take a taxi and go home. I have some business." NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Then Frances Louis takes the bag into the car.

I am left alone and don’t understand what is going on. Didn't I choose this necklace? Isn't it for me?

Do I misunderstand? Does he have other plans?

I couldn't figure out Frances Louis's mind, so I just take a taxi and go home.

At ten o’clock in the evening, Frances Louis still not come back.

I don’t care, so I take a bath and go to sleep.

It’s Monday. I get up early, wash my face and go downstairs.

Passing Frances Louis’s room, I find his quilt neatly folded.

Did he not come back last night? Or he has gone?

It is getting late, so I have no time to think about Frances Louis and go directly to the company.

Monday morning is a busy one with the company signing a new partnership.

Thanks to Nicole Snow's prejudice against me, she gives me half as much work as she gives anyone else.

I am busy in my work when suddenly there comes a cry of surprise from the office.

"Oh my god! The president of Louis Group has a mistress, and his wife find out!"

The president of Louis Group? Frances Louis? Does Whitney know about my relationship with Frances Louis?

My heart skips a beat. I can’t concentrate in my work, so I overhear them gossiping.

"Where? Let me see."

"On the headline! The push-news! The news is flying everywhere!"

I quickly take out my phone, my hands shaking, and log on twitter. There is full of news of Frances Louis spending the night with a model.

Not me?

I am relieved. I read the news carefully. I suddenly find that the heroine of the news is Cindy Leigh, who I has met once before.

And around her neck is the necklace I selected yesterday.

It turns out that Frances Louis asks me to select the necklace for her. Of course, I am not the only woman around Frances Louis.

Obviously, I think highly of myself again.

With a wry smile, I continue to look down.

Then, it is the description of Whitney catching their affairs and slapping Cindy Leigh.

The news is like a big boom for everyone in the office. Even Nicole Snow. Also join their gossips.

I sit there, watching them discuss heatedly, feeling uneasy.

If one day my relationship with Frances Louis is exposed, how will I be attacked by these people?

I don’t dare to think.

While I am woolgathering, Whitney calls me.