In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 125

I open my eyes and see the cruise ship is coming this way.

Everybody stands up and walks toward the shore.

I want to stand up but I feel limp.

"Let me carry you on my back."

Steven Song says and squats down. He carries me on his back.

My eyes involuntarily glance towards Frances Louis, but there seems to be no expression on his face.

The cruise stops at the shore, we get on the boat and go back to the dock quickly.

It is a close call. Fortunately, I didn’t spend a half month on a desert island as I had imagined.

"Let me send you to the hospital."

When we get ashore, Steven Song says to me.

I shake my head.

In my opinion, getting a fever is not necessary to go to the hospital. Just go home, take some medicine, and take an ice pack on the forehead.

"If you don’t go to the hospital, where are you going?"

I am stunned on hearing Steven Song’s words.

He is right, where am I going? Whitney is here and she will probably go home with Frances Louis. As a secret mistress, of course I should hide away as far as I could.

"Go back with me and let me take care of you tonight."

Steven Song knows my embarrassment and says lightly.

Whitney laughs.

"I never thought that a womanizer like Mr. Song would be so considerate. There are always a lot of women hitting on you, I have never heard you have taken care of which woman however."

"It depends. Like Jane Noyes, she deserves to be treated kindly." Steven Song says with a faint smile. He opens the door and puts me into the passenger seat. Then he says to them, "We are leaving, enjoy your sweet time."

Every word of Steven Song sticks in my heart like a needle.

Steven Song’s words surprise me. Is it because of her mental illness that Frances Louis never take Whitney out?

I don’t ask much about the things between them. I am curious, but I don’t want to know.

"I charge your cell phone last night. And I've prepared a change of clothes for you." Steven Song tells me as he serves the porridge.

After I change my clothes and have breakfast, I turn on my phone.

Upon switching on, I receive a message from Frances Louis.

"I'll give you twenty minutes. Be right back."

It would take me at least about half an hour to take a taxi to go home. How can I get there in 20 minutes?

Why Frances Louis is so bossy?

Then I check the message carefully, and the sending time of this message is yesterday at 3:40 p.m.

When I got to Steven Song’s house.