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 to spend his money, but what if I need

smile sweetly at him, as conscious as a lover should

is better to please someone

your face?” Frances Louis frowns and

and push

His face

myself when I drunk

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

a clumsy lie could

Jane Noyes, are you being naive, or do you think

don’t want to tell

“Believe it or not.”

washing, I

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

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

a clear and brief voice

climb up

forget that this is Frances

his dressing gown, his strong, tight

he is single, which is a fatal attraction

I am just an ordinary

yawn, asking

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

“Drink with me.”

Louis says and

get a wine rash when I drink, and that will

plants and flowers, the top, with more than half of the place, is planted

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

my surprise, Frances

the little table, Frances Louis pours himself a glass of wine

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

It smells so good.

hands his wine glass to

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

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