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.

want to spend his money, but what if I need it in an emergency? I want to be kind to

I lift my face and smile sweetly at him, as conscious as a

understand that it is better to please someone

face?” Frances Louis frowns and gently touches

and push

His face becomes sullen

accidentally burned myself when I

know the truth, so I make

clumsy lie could not

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

don’t want to tell

“Believe it or not.”

Louis doesn’t follow me. After washing, I put some medicine on my face and go to

very painful. I finally fell asleep after a long time. No sooner had I fallen asleep than there was a knock

door, “It’s late

Louis,” a clear and

shock. I climb

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

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

ability and he is single, which is a fatal attraction

I am just an

yawn, asking him

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

“Drink with me.”

Louis says and drags me

rash when I drink,

of plants and flowers, the top, with more than half of

but the stars are beautiful. It's nice

my surprise, Frances

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

golden. I thought it was champagne, but it smells sweet and fruity, which makes me almost

It smells so good.

chuckles and hands

like to try it? No drunk,

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