In My Desperate Time

To be exact, she is a little girl.
She is the little girl who saved me three days ago.
Why is she here?
I don't think Frances Louis would have received her here to thank her for saving my life.
Because he doesn’t even know I am hurt.
“Aunty, you come back.” The little girl sees me and runs to me happily.
I can’t stand her enthusiasm.
“Anny, don’t hurt her.” Frances Louis warns her.
The little girl stops pouncing on me.
She turns to Frances Louis in discontent and says, “Uncle, she has been discharged from the hospital. You are too
melodramatic.”
Uncle?
It turns out that she is Frances Louis' niece, so she insists on calling me aunty that day. Did she know my relationship with
Frances Louis? At her age, she must know what a mistress means.
For a moment, I feel a little embarrassed.
I feel like laughing. Did she just say Frances Louis melodramatic? This is the first time I've ever heard that word used to describe
him. Thinking carefully, it is true.
“You know I am injured?” I walk over and ask Frances Louis in a low voice.
He raises his eyebrows. Yes, He does.
Knowing that Frances Louis and I have a shady relationship, he would definitely not come to see me when I am in hospital. But I
still feel a trace of loss.

“Aunty I tell you; my uncle is so melodramatic. These days, he wants to see you in the hospital so much, but...”
“Anny Louis, I think you want to enroll in more tutoring classes. Anyway, after your brother is born, no one has time to take care
of your study, so you'd better learn more now.”
Anny Louis's face suddenly changes and everything she wants to say was swallowed down her throat. Half of what she said
really catches my attention. I wonder what she will say next. But looking at her like this, I should have no chance to listen.
“When I come home, I will tell daddy you bully me.”
Anny Louis takes her bag and runs out. Frances Louis chuckles, as if he was not ashamed of bullying the child.
I stand there, not knowing whether I should go upstairs or say something to Frances Louis.
“Sorry.”
He says suddenly.
“What?” I ask confusingly.
"I don’t expect Andrew Malan to come back. If Anny hadn't shown up, the consequences would have been much worse.”
Is Frances Louis caring about ne?
I deny my thought. The relationship between Frances Louis and me is to get what we need. If mixed with emotion, it is not good
for both of us.
“It’s Andrew Malan’s fault. It has nothing to do with you.”
I say lightly and go upstairs.
If I stay any longer, I am afraid that I could not conceal my feelings.
Frances Louis follows upstairs.
I think he will go to his room, so I don’t say anything. But I don’t expect him to stop at the door of my room.
He opens the door of the room ahead of me.

“Here is a gift for you.”
He says, pointing into the room.
What gift?
I feel puzzled and go into the room, then turn on the light.
I see Susan Felton and Andrew Malan at first sight.
They are tied back to back, their mouths gagged with tape.
They are both in a daze, looking not well. They look as if they have suffered a lot.
Sensing the change of light, Andrew Malan moves his body and opens his eyes.
His eyes glow fiercely as he looks at me.
His eyes are popping out. His staring frightens me.
I turn to look at Frances Louis and ask, “What happened? Why are they here?”
I don’t believe David Gibbs when he says someone has caught them ahead of him. Now it's true.
“I already said, nobody can touch my Frances Louis’s woman. They are at your disposal now.”
He leans lazily by the door, not even looking at them.
The day I went into the hospital, Andrew Malan and his mother were gone. By Frances Louis’s temperament, I would estimate
that Andrew Malan and his mother haven’t had something to eat for three days. No wonder their eyes glow when they see me.
Susan Felton wakes up and looks at me with cold hating eyes.
I go over and pull the tape out of their mouths.
I rip it hard, the tapes are sticky, and when I pull it off, both of them shout loudly.
It is nice to hear their cries of pain.

“Bitch! you hook up with this man, and you still don't admit it! You just divorced with me, and can't wait to climb to somebody
else's bed! Bitch, you bitch!”
Andrew Malan’s words are dirty and uncourteous.
I would have been embarrassed to hear his words like this before. But ever since I came to find Frances Louis, I have already
thrown my dignity away. Besides, I don't care what Andrew Malan said!
I sneer at Andrew Malan, “so what? He’s great in bed. A thousand times better than a man who is still impotent after taking
medicine!”
Andrew Malan’s face turns pale.
It is taboo for men to be laughed for being impotent. And I laugh at him in front of another man, which humiliating him so hard!
“Bitch, nonsense, It’s because you are lewd!” Andrew Malan argues.
I don’t want to talk to him anymore.
What I'm thinking about now is how to deal with them to make up for what I've suffered. I used to put up with it before, which
leads to where I am today. Now, for those who hurt me, I will never forgive.
The wound in my waist still pains. I could hardly beat them.
I look at the window and smile at Frances Louis, cocking my head, “do you mind, please ask someone to do me a favor?”
He nods. I walk over to him and tell him my thought.
Soon, Frances Louis summons two strong men, following a doctor.
“What do you want? Susan Felton and Andrew Malan cower together.
I point to the window and say lightly, “drop them down.”