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.

wouldn't take the card even if I gave it back to him, so I just take it. I don't want to spend

boss.” I lift my face and smile sweetly at him, as

that it is better to please someone

with your face?” Frances Louis frowns and

I inhale and push his hand

face becomes

burned myself

Louis to know the truth, so I make

clumsy lie could not deceive Frances

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

want

“Believe it or not.”

follow me. After washing, I put

long time. No sooner

“It’s late

clear

up by the shock. I climb up from the

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

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

a man with beauty, ability and he is single, which is a fatal attraction to

am just an

I yawn, asking

attitude because I just yelled at him. I hope he can let me go

“Drink with me.”

says and drags

wine rash when I drink, and that will

than half of the

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

my surprise, Frances Louis has

Louis pours himself a glass

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

It smells so good.

chuckles and hands his wine glass to

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

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