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 an emergency? I want to be kind to myself in

and smile sweetly at him, as conscious as

I finally understand that it is better to please someone as moody

happened with your face?” Frances Louis frowns and gently

inhale and push his

happened?” His face

accidentally burned myself

want Frances Louis to know the truth, so I make up

a clumsy lie

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

don’t want

“Believe it or not.”

follow me. After washing, I put some medicine on

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

the door, “It’s

Louis,” a clear

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

that this is Frances Louis's house and there are only two

gown, his strong, tight chest bare,

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

just an

yawn, asking

at him. I hope he can let me go for

“Drink with me.”

and

get a wine rash

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

beautiful. It's nice to see the stars lying

surprise, Frances

Louis pours himself a glass of wine and drinks it

I thought it was champagne, but

It smells so good.

Louis chuckles and hands his wine

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

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