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.

him, so I just take it. I don't want to spend his money, but what if I need it in an

boss.” I lift my face and smile sweetly

it is better to please someone as moody as

with your face?” Frances Louis frowns and gently touches

inhale and push his hand

His face

burned myself when I drunk

Frances Louis to know the truth, so I make

such a clumsy lie could

like this? Jane Noyes, are you being

don’t want to tell

“Believe it or not.”

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

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

there!” I shout at the door, “It’s late

a clear and brief

up by the shock. I climb up from the bed

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

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

he is single, which is a fatal attraction to

I am just

I yawn, asking

have such a good attitude because I just yelled at him. I hope he can let me go

“Drink with me.”

says and drags

a wine rash when I

than half of the place, is planted with grapes. The

are beautiful. It's nice to see the

Frances

at the little table, Frances Louis pours himself a glass of wine and drinks it

it was champagne, but it smells sweet

It smells so good.

hands

it? No drunk, no wine rash. I took

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