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.

it. I don't want to spend his money, but what if I need it in an emergency? I

lift my face and smile sweetly at

understand that it is better to please someone as moody

Louis frowns and gently touches my

and push

face becomes sullen

accidentally burned myself when I

Frances Louis to know the truth, so I make up

apparently such a clumsy lie could not

are you being naive, or do you think I'm

want to

“Believe it or not.”

follow me. After washing, I put some medicine on my face and go to

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

I shout at the door, “It’s late at night! You want to

Louis,” a clear and brief voice

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

dizzy. I completely forget that this is Frances Louis's

his strong, tight chest bare, mostly outside,

beauty, ability and he is single, which is a fatal attraction

just an

I yawn, asking

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

“Drink with me.”

and drags me

a wine rash when I drink, and

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

beautiful. It's nice to see

Frances Louis has refined

Louis pours himself a glass of wine

light golden. I thought it was champagne, but it smells sweet and fruity,

It smells so good.

and hands his

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

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