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.

just take it. I don't want

face and smile sweetly at him, as conscious as a lover should

that it is better to please someone as moody as Frances

happened with your face?” Frances Louis

inhale and push his

happened?” His face

myself when

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

lie could not deceive Frances

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

don’t want to tell

“Believe it or not.”

me. After washing, I

I finally fell asleep after a long time. No sooner had I fallen

“It’s late

Louis,” a clear and brief voice

climb up from the

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

Louis stands in the doorway in his dressing gown, his strong, tight chest

ability and he is single, which

just an

yawn,

because I just yelled at him. I hope he can let me go for the sake of my

“Drink with me.”

and drags

a wine rash

and flowers, the top, with more than half of the place, is planted with grapes. The grape season has passed and the vines are

are beautiful. It's

Frances Louis

pours himself a glass of wine and drinks

he drinks is light golden. I thought it was champagne, but it smells

It smells so good.

and hands his wine glass to

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

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