“What’s this?”
“See for yourself.”
He says coldly.
Huh, pretending to be indifferent?
I curl my lips, take the thing in his hand and open it. It turns out to be a dress from DS.
He is buying me clothes.
Frances being considerate is making me more confused.
I vow to hate him just now, but because of his petty favors, my heart is softened.
I look down on myself a little bit.
“It’s a gift from Herman, the latest DS model. I don't wear women's clothing, so I am giving it to you.”
He said coldly.
What else can I say? Fortunately, I don’t want to say what I am thinking. Otherwise, I will be laughed at
by him for over-thinking.
“I have clothes, so I don't need to wear the expensive ones. Anyway, fancy clothes only match a fancy
person.” I hand the clothes back to him, muttering.
Then I get up, take the clothes I dried, and walk to the bathroom.
He grabs my clothes and throws them directly into the trash can.
“Why do you wear wet clothes? Can't I afford buying clothes for you?!”
“Buying? That one is a gift!” I say.
Frances’ face suddenly becomes gloomy again.
For fear that he might throw away this dress, I would have no clothes to wear. I pick up the clothes and
walk towards the bathroom.
The clothes really fit me as if they were made for me. I can't help but wonder, is it really a gift from
Herman?
“Let’s go out and eat.”
Frances takes me directly to the restaurant at the hotel and we run into Herman there.
He greets us to have a meal together and his hospitality is too hard to turn down.
Herman looks at me up and down when he sees me. “This is the latest DS dress. It looks good on you.”
He says.
Isn't this the clothes he gave away? Is it necessary to emphasize that it is DS?
Of course, I don’t want to ask too much, only eat silently.
Herman talks a lot with me during the meal. I tell him everything I could say, just to leave an impression
in his heart. I am a capable person who don’t need to plagiarize.
I know that expressing myself like this is a bit ostentatious, but this may only be the only opportunity for
me. If I don't seize it, I might never have such a good opportunity again.
I don’t know what Herman is thinking. We go straight back to the room after dinner.
Frances and I sleep through the night without doing anything.
I don't know if he can fall asleep, but I can't. We used to have sex when we spend the night together.
But now, simply sleeping with him makes my heart beats faster.
“When will you let me go, Frances?"
I whisper softly, not knowing whether I am talking to him or asking myself.
There is no answer from him. Hearing his sound breath, he probably already falls asleep.
Without saying anything, I close my eyes, ready to fall asleep.
In a daze, I hear Frances saying, “Shall we live a lifetime like this?"
It wakes me up.
But I know that it is not for me.
He is still married. And vowing for a lifetime is absolutely impossible.
Over-thinking once or twice may be fine but doing it for too many times make me look stupid.
There is no future between you and Frances, Jane.
I remind myself time after time, finally letting my heart cold down.
62fb1bb41dcb31934bd49bda