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.

the card even if I gave it back to him, so I just take it. I don't want to spend his money, but what if I need

my face and smile sweetly at

finally understand that it is better to please someone as moody as Frances

with your face?” Frances Louis frowns and gently

and push his hand

His face

accidentally burned myself when

Frances Louis to know the truth, so I make up

clumsy lie could not

Noyes, are you being naive,

I don’t want

“Believe it or not.”

me. After washing, I put some medicine on my face

face still feels very painful. I finally fell asleep after a long time. No sooner had

shout at the door, “It’s late at night!

a clear and brief voice

wake up by the shock. I climb up from the bed

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

his strong,

he is single,

am just

I yawn,

such a good attitude because I just yelled at him. I hope he

“Drink with me.”

says and drags

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

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

beautiful. It's nice to see the stars lying on the

my surprise, Frances

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

is light golden. I thought it was champagne,

It smells so good.

and hands

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

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