In My Desperate Time

Chapter 58 The black card

Frances Louis seems to be interrogating a prisoner.

I just come home late, but why does he stare at me every day like a strict parent?

“It is raining and I couldn't get a taxi, so I come back late.”

I say dully.

My face still hurts. I want to go upstairs and take a shower and then apply the medicine. I haven't looked my face in the mirror, so I don't know how swollen my face is.

“You got off work at five thirty and it was not raining then.” Frances Louis chuckles, but with an air of danger.

It’s terrible that this man knows my schedule so well.

I can't say I went to Steven Song's house, so I lie, “I went shopping.”

“What did you buy?” He looks at my empty hand and stretches out his right hand to me.

Does he want to push me to death?

I didn’t go shopping. How could I give him the stuff I bought?

I roll my eyes to Frances Louis and say coldly, “I don’t have money. I can’t afford them.”

Frances Louis frowns. He grabs a black card from his coat and throws it to me.

“You can buy anything you like.”

His movements are perfectly handsome. It is true that the most handsome moment of men is when they swipe their credit cards.

Not everyone can have a black card. Frances Louis's black card can at least overdraw a few million.

If only I could pay him back with this card.

I roll my eyes, and the next second, Frances Louis says quietly, “don't have any evil ideas. You are my Frances Louis's woman and can’t be too shabby.”

Oh, he is afraid that I would shame him.

wouldn't take the card even if I gave it back to him, so I just take it. I don't want to spend his money, but what if I need it in an emergency? I want to be kind to myself in

and smile sweetly at him, as

it is better to please someone as

your face?” Frances Louis frowns

and

face becomes sullen

myself when I drunk

know the truth, so I make up a

such a clumsy lie could

this? Jane Noyes, are you being naive, or do you

I don’t want to tell

“Believe it or not.”

doesn’t follow me. After washing, I put some

feels very painful. I finally fell asleep after a long time. No

shout at the door, “It’s late at night!

a clear and

wake up by the shock. I climb up from the bed

Frances Louis's house and there are only two persons, me

doorway in his dressing gown, his strong, tight chest bare,

with beauty, ability and he is single, which is a fatal attraction

I am just

yawn, asking him

attitude because I just yelled at him. I hope he can let me

“Drink with me.”

Louis says and drags

get a wine rash when I

more than half of the

are beautiful. It's nice to

my surprise, Frances Louis

little table, Frances Louis pours himself a glass of

was champagne, but it smells sweet and fruity, which makes

It smells so good.

chuckles and hands

you like to try it? No drunk, no wine rash. I took the wrong wine. This wine

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