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.

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

face and smile sweetly at him, as conscious as

better to please someone as

your face?” Frances Louis frowns and gently touches

inhale and

happened?” His face becomes sullen

myself when I drunk

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

apparently such a clumsy lie could not

are you being naive, or

don’t want

“Believe it or not.”

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

fell asleep after a long time. No sooner had I fallen asleep than there was a

at the door, “It’s late at night!

clear and brief voice

I climb up from the

completely forget that this is Frances Louis's house and there

gown, his strong, tight chest bare, mostly outside, which makes me

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

I am just

I yawn, asking him

a good attitude because I just yelled at him. I hope

“Drink with me.”

says and drags me

I can’t drink! I get a wine rash when I drink, and that will

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

the stars are beautiful. It's nice to

surprise, Frances

pours himself a glass of wine

I thought it was champagne, but

It smells so good.

hands his wine

it? No drunk, no wine rash. I took the wrong wine. This wine is only suitable

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