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 don't want to spend his money, but what if I need it in an

and smile sweetly at him, as conscious as

better to please

happened with your face?” Frances Louis frowns and gently

inhale and

face becomes

myself when I

Louis to know the truth, so I make up a

apparently such a clumsy lie could not

are you being naive, or do you think I'm

I don’t want to

“Believe it or not.”

upstairs. Fortunately, Frances Louis doesn’t follow me. After washing, I put some

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

door, “It’s late at night! You want

a clear and brief voice

by the shock. I climb up from

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

in his dressing gown, his strong, tight

ability and he is single, which is

am just an

I yawn, asking

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

“Drink with me.”

and drags me

I get a wine rash when I drink, and that will kill

large platform, the left corner is full of plants and flowers, the top, with more than half of the place, is planted

tonight, but the stars are beautiful. It's nice

Frances Louis has

little table, Frances Louis pours himself a glass of wine

was champagne, but it smells sweet

It smells so good.

hands his wine

No drunk, no wine rash. I took the wrong wine. This

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