In My Desperate Time

Chapter 80 Your majesty, please forgive my rudeness

We just had a big fight in the afternoon. Now I am so cheeky to ask for his help. Frances Louis must think I am thick-skinned.

Knock, knock, no body answers.

I think he pretends not to hear.

I don’t give up, and gives him a call. The only way I can avoid being harassed by my mother is harassing Frances Louis.

He doesn’t answer the phone.

Anyway, I have enough patience. I keep calling until he picks up.

After three to four times, Frances Louis finally answers.

There's a lot of noise on his side. He doesn't seem to be at home.

“What?” He asks coldly, without any feelings.

“I am at your door.” I say, waiting for his reply.

But Frances Louis is so patient that, after several minutes, he still says nothing.

I am afraid of the silent Frances Louis, and finally I am the first to break the ice.

“Would you please come back and let’s talk about Frank Noyes?” I bite my lip and lower my voice.

I just pissed off Frances Louis. If I didn’t have a nice attitude now, he might not help me.

However, I maybe think highly of Frances Louis.

“That's not the attitude you had when you got off the car. You want to talk, but I don't want to talk to you.”

My heart drops to the bottom.

Now I am surer that Frank Noyes is taken by Frances Louis.

What a mean person he is! I just lost my temper and had a few words with him, why he is so petty!

“I am sorry. I apologize. Would you come back? I am waiting at your door.”

I take two deep breaths to calm my anger down.

I have to suppress my anger. I can't provoke Frances Louis again.

“You can wait as long as you like.”

Then Frances Louis hangs up.

I call him again, but he has already turned off.

He turns off to take revenge on me!

What a baby!

He is so childish!

Well, I can wait.

I stand at his door, waking back and forth, waiting for Frances Louis.

After a long time, he still doesn’t come back.

It is really cold in the middle of the night. I came out in a hurry and forgot to put on my coat. Now my body is frozen out here.

I keep sneezing. I rub my hands and stomping my feet to keep the heat.

My greatest regret now is not that I offended Frances Louis, but that I threw away the key for his house after a quarrel with him. Otherwise I'd be in the house by now and not be a fool out here standing in the cold wind.

At first, I can play with my phone, but then it runs out of battery.

Cold, I feel so cold!

By the end, my body becomes almost unconscious and my consciousness is getting dim.

Daylight finally comes.

I waited all night in front of Frances Louis's house.

It is nearly eight o 'clock when his car comes back.

I stand up and drag my numb legs toward him.

Frances Louis rolls down the window and looks at me coldly.

“You really waited all night. Jane Noyes, where is your dignity? You look so brave when you had quarrel with me. Don't come back if you have any self-esteem!”

Frances Louis’s words trample on my pride.

But I don’t have time to think about it. I use all my strength to knock at the window.

“Would you please come out first and let’s talk.”

My voice is hoarse.

The door is open, Frances Louis stretches out his long legs and gets off the car.

I look at him uneasily.

“I am sorry. Sorry to offend you. Your majesty, please forgive my rudeness. Please let Frank Noyes go.”

“Let Frank Noyes go?” Frances Louis frowns, he seems not knowing what I am talking about.

He doesn’t know?

But why felt it was him when I called him before.

“It’s not you?” I also feel surprised, staring my eyes.

“I don’t want to waste my time on those stupid things.”

He says without feelings, then he goes in.

I follow him. I haven’t taken two steps when I feel my head tumble to the ground.

When I wake up, I am lying on Frances Louis’s bed.

He is sitting beside me, putting an ice pack on my head.

His lips are pursed, his face is dark. The air pressure in the room is very low.

But my body is burning hot.

“What's wrong with me?” I struggle to get up, but he pushes me back into bed with one hand.

“39.8℃, you are so great.” Scoffed Frances Louis, waving the thermometer in my face.

Do I have a fever?

Yes, I’ve been blowing cold air outside all night.

“Would you please charge my phone? Since you didn't take Frank Noyes, where is he? I need to know if he's come home, or my mother will die of anxiety.”

“You’ve got a fever and you have time to think of someone else. No wonder your family try to wring every ounce of sweat and blood out of you.”

“They are my family and I can’t change it.”

This is my fate and I can only accept it.

If I could, I would really like to say goodbye to my previous life. But there are so many things in this world which I can’t change.

“I've asked others to find your brother. Take care of yourself first. If you get out of bed before the fever goes away, I'll break your leg!”

Frances Louis says and leaves.

I know he could do what he said, so I can only lie on bed according to his commands. At my beautiful age, I have to work to support myself. If he breaks my leg, I can only beg to support my life.

I fall asleep again and wake up in the afternoon.

The dehydration makes me parched.

Frances Louis is sitting at the head of the bed, nodding off with one hand on his head.

“Water.”

I whisper hoarsely.

Frances Louis opens his eyes abruptly and hands me the water.

I feel better after drinking a cup of water. The fever goes and I don’t feel dizzy.

I only feel a little hungry.

I reach out and feel my stomach. Frances Louis brings me a bowl of porridge.

I take the porridge. I frown when I am ready to drink.

“There is something dark in this porridge, and it smells burnt.”

I look at Frances Louis, who coughs with some embarrassment. He says, “Drink or dump.”

Couldn’t he talk nicely?

I am so hungry that I don’t want to argue with him. I eat porridge with a frown.

There seems to be a lot of ingredients in the porridge, but I could not taste any of them because they are burnt.

As I am finishing the porridge, Frances Louis’s phone rings. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

He answers the phone, but after ten seconds, he hangs up.

From beginning to the end, he says nothing.

He looks at me, “Frank Noyes is found.”