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 don't want

face and smile sweetly at him, as conscious as a lover

is better to please someone

face?” Frances Louis frowns and gently touches

and push his hand

face becomes sullen

myself when I

the truth, so I make up

such a clumsy lie could not deceive

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

don’t want to tell

“Believe it or not.”

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

long time. No sooner had I fallen asleep than there was a knock at the

“It’s late

Louis,” a clear and brief voice

climb up from

dizzy. I completely forget that this is Frances

Louis stands in the doorway in his dressing gown, his strong, tight chest bare,

he is

am just

yawn, asking him

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

“Drink with me.”

and

can’t drink! I get a wine rash when I drink, and

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

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

surprise, Frances

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

it was champagne, but it smells

It smells so good.

hands his wine glass to

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

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