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.

take it. I don't want to spend his money,

my face and smile sweetly at him, as conscious

finally understand that it is better to please someone as

Louis frowns and gently

inhale and push

happened?” His face

burned myself when

to know the truth, so I make

clumsy lie could not deceive

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

I don’t want to

“Believe it or not.”

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

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

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

Louis,” a clear and

wake up by the shock. I climb up

this is Frances Louis's house and there

doorway in his dressing gown, his strong, tight chest bare, mostly

and he is single, which is a

I am just an ordinary

yawn, asking him

yelled at him. I hope he can let me go for the sake of my

“Drink with me.”

Louis says and drags me

rash

flowers, the top, with more than half of the place, is planted with grapes. The grape season has passed and the vines

but the stars are beautiful. It's nice

Frances

the little table, Frances Louis pours himself a glass of

was champagne, but it smells sweet and fruity, which

It smells so good.

Louis chuckles and hands his wine

to try it? No drunk, no wine rash. I took the wrong wine.

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