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.

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

my face and smile sweetly at him, as conscious as a

it is better

face?” Frances Louis

and push his hand

face becomes sullen

burned myself when I

want Frances Louis to know the truth, so

such a clumsy lie could not

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

don’t want

“Believe it or not.”

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

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

at the door, “It’s late at night!

a clear

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

this is Frances Louis's house

Louis stands in the doorway in his dressing gown, his strong, tight chest bare, mostly outside, which makes

he is

I am just an

yawn, asking him

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

“Drink with me.”

and

drink! I get a wine rash when

left corner is full of plants and flowers, the top, 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

my surprise, Frances Louis has

table, Frances Louis pours himself a

golden. I thought it was champagne, but it smells

It smells so good.

chuckles and hands his wine

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

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