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.

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

smile sweetly at him, as conscious

I finally understand that it is better to please someone as moody as

with your face?” Frances Louis frowns and gently

inhale and

happened?” His face becomes sullen

myself when

don’t want Frances Louis to know the truth, so I make up a

a clumsy lie could not

are you being

I don’t want to

“Believe it or not.”

After washing, I put

fell asleep after a long time.

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

a clear and brief

by the shock. I climb up from

that this is Frances Louis's house and there are only two persons,

his dressing gown, his strong, tight chest bare,

man with beauty, ability and he is single, which is

am just an

yawn, asking him

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

“Drink with me.”

and

drink! I get a wine rash when I

with more than half of the place, is planted with grapes. The grape season has passed

but the stars are beautiful. It's nice to see the stars lying on the

surprise, Frances

himself a glass of wine and

champagne, but it smells sweet

It smells so good.

Louis chuckles and hands his

the winery to make specially. Would you like to try it? No drunk, no wine rash.

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