In My Desperate Time

Earl is crying hard, what should I do?
Should I call Sabina up to help?
After taking out my phone, the bathroom door is opened from the inside.
Frances Louis stands at the doorway and asks with a deep voice, “Is Earl hungry? Why is he crying so hard?”
I nod and say without strength, “Yes, can you help me to make him some milk? My stomach feels painful and I cannot use my
strength.”
“What happened to you? Do you want me to send you to the hospital?”
He walks towards me and looks at me with some concern.
I shake my head, point at Earl, and say, “I am in menstrual pain and I have eaten spicy food. That’s why I feel extreme pain. I will
be fine after taking medicine and drinking some warm water. Please take care of Earl first. Two spoons of milk powder, 100ml of
water. The water temperature is around 40 degrees celsius.”
“How dare you eat spicy food after knowing your condition? Do you want to die?”
Frances scolds. I feel some concern within his words.
But I cannot think too much of it now.
“Can you feed him some milk first?” I look at him and say helplessly.
Frances presses his lips, moves to the side to boil water, to make milk.
He is fast. Although this is his first time to make milk, he does it skillfully. Earl stops crying after drinking the milk.
It seems that he has the potential to be a nanny.
“Can you give Earl a shower later?”
I am greedy and I ask for more than I can chew, as I say that to him in embarrassment.
He looks at me coldly and says softly, “Okay. Can you take good care of yourself first? Who allows you to eat uncontrollably?!”

His serious look scares me a little.
“I really forgot about it,” I say while feeling wronged as I spit out my tongue.
“You forgot about it? How can you forget about such an important thing? What else will you forget about?”
He rolls his eyes and says angrily.
There are.
There are somethings that I will never forget in my life.
But these things, are things that I will never say out.
“You just lay down properly. I will take care of the rest.”
So, I lay myself down properly on the bed after Frances’s persistence.
He makes me some brown sugar syrup and brings me painkillers.
“Painkillers should not be taken often. I will give them to you this time because you are in great pain. You better pay attention and
not eat anything without thoughts in the future.”
I nod as I receive the pills.
I am shocked after looking at the painkillers. They are very effective in relieving pain.
However, they are usually used for the patient with the last stage of cancer. I have heard this from my father a few times when I
was at home. That’s why I remember this.
Why does Frances have this kind of painkiller? Can it be...
I cannot help but worry.
“Frances, do you have cancer? Why do you have this kind of painkiller?”
Frances’s corner of mouth twitches and he says to me angrily, “You really want me to die? I am sorry to tell you that I do not have
cancer. So, you are unable to inherit my large legacy yet.”

“Do you think that the reason I am staying with you is for your money?” I cannot help but say it.
"Isn't that the reason? What else could it be? In the name of love?" Frances says that coldly and does not comment further.
It’s fine. I have nothing to fucking explain since he thinks so. At least, he will become less defensive towards me.
After taking the painkiller, I feel much better.
After teaching Frances to give Earl a shower, I feel tired and go straight to sleep on the bed.