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 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

boss.” I lift my face and smile sweetly

that it is better to

Louis frowns and

and push his hand

His face becomes

burned myself when

Louis to know the truth, so I

clumsy lie

can burn yourself like this? Jane Noyes, are you

want

“Believe it or not.”

After washing, I put some medicine on my face

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

“It’s late at night! You want to

clear

wake up by the shock. I climb

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

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

beauty, ability and he is single, which is a fatal

just an ordinary

I yawn, asking

I hope he can let me go

“Drink with me.”

Louis says and drags

rash when I drink, and

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

beautiful. It's nice to see

Frances

Frances Louis pours himself

drinks is light golden. I thought it was champagne, but it smells sweet

It smells so good.

hands his wine glass

Would you like to try it? No drunk, no wine rash. I

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