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

my face and smile sweetly at him,

I finally understand that it is better to please

Frances Louis frowns and gently touches my

I inhale and push his

face becomes

burned myself when I drunk

know the truth, so I make

lie could not deceive

can burn yourself like this? Jane Noyes, are you being naive, or do you think I'm

I don’t want to

“Believe it or not.”

After washing,

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

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

a clear and brief voice

wake up by the shock. I climb up from the bed and open the

dizzy. I completely forget that this is Frances Louis's house

his dressing gown, his strong, tight chest bare, mostly outside,

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

I am just an

yawn, asking

I just yelled at him. I hope he can

“Drink with me.”

and drags me

drink! I get a wine rash when I drink, and that

the top, with more than half of the place, is planted with

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

Frances Louis has refined

table, Frances Louis pours himself a glass

light golden. I thought it was champagne, but it smells sweet and fruity, which makes

It smells so good.

hands

like to try it? No drunk, no wine rash. I took the wrong wine. This

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