There is a long silence in the air.
Frances Louis looks at me with deep eyes that make me afraid.
It takes him a long time to squeeze several words from his lips.
"Jane Noyes, say it again."
I take a few deep breaths and continue, "You know, Frances Louis, I had no choice but to come to you
then. Now Frank Noyes has gone into jail, and there is nothing between you and me anymore. The
mistake should be ended earlier. I still have a long way to go, but we are different, we don’t belong to
the same world."
"I am sober, and I don’t want to haunt you forever. I know. You've always not been satisfied with me.
So, it's time for me to leave."
As soon as I finish talking, Frances Louis presses his body against me.
His breath is fast and short. His eyes are almost on fire.
"You are so desperate to get away from me. Do you want to be together with Noah Jefferson? Believe
or not, I could destroy him right now!"
My heart skips a beat.
Frances Louis is crazy!
"It has nothing to do with Noah Jefferson. We made a deal that as long as I accompany you, you can
consider helping me solve the problem of Frank Noyes. Now the matter is settled, shouldn't we go our
own ways separately?"
I argue with him. I am so angry and I don’t care if I would get him annoyed.
"So, you want to walk your own way with Noah Jefferson?"
What?
Why does he always misunderstand me?
"If I hadn't been in the ward, you would have slept with him!"
The slapping sound rings in the huge room. I look at my numb hands, stunned.
Oh my god! I'm screwed.
I slapped Frances Louis. I will definitely die.
Frances Louis sneers, and his eyes grow colder.
I suddenly think of Andrew Malan. The first time he looked at me like this, the next second, he hit me to
death.
Frances Louis is such a proud man. Will he kill me for slapping him?
I am scared.
Why I was so impulsive?
"Jane Noyes, you force me to do this."
Frances Louis gets up from the sofa with a cold face, takes out his phone and makes a call.
"Look up Noah Jefferson, Jane Noyes's high school classmate, he seems to be a teacher. My aim is
simple, to ruin..."
I jump up, snatch the phone from Frances Louis's hands and hang up quickly.
Frances Louis is really terrible. Just because I upset him, he turns his anger on Noah Jefferson. How
could a man as good as Noah Jefferson bear this because of me?
No! Never!
I am so desperate. Because I know it clear what would happen if I beg Frances Louis.
"I am sorry. I was wrong. Please, please let Noah Jefferson go."
I plead in a low voice, no more of my former arrogance.
I can never piss Frances Louis off.
"How can you just leave when you owe me so much money? Now let me make sure, do you want to
leave me or not?"
He smiles and takes the phone back gracefully.
Every word breaks my heart.
I can’t leave or break free.
I have no right to end the game as long as Frances Louis does not stop it.
"I'll never mention leaving again until I pay you off." I say. Frances Louis is assured and holds me
upstairs.
I have never been so depressed.
No matter what Frances Louis does, I have no response at all.
I don’t want to sink.
All I could think of now is to earn enough money as soon as possible and leave Frances Louis.
The man who is moving on me suddenly grabs my neck and snaps at me, "Don't like a dead fish,
moan!"
Then, another push.
To Frances Louis, I might be like a whore. I feel mortified to think so.
He keeps bumping against me, harder and harder.
Finally, my clenched lips loosen and I moan.
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