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.

if I gave it back to him, so I just take it. I don't want to

and smile sweetly at him, as conscious as a

that it is better to please someone as

Frances Louis frowns and gently touches

and push

face becomes sullen

burned myself when I drunk

know the truth, so

lie could not deceive

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

want to

“Believe it or not.”

follow me. After washing, I put some medicine

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

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

Louis,” a clear and brief

I climb up from the bed and

am sleepy and dizzy. I completely forget that this is Frances Louis's house and there are

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

and he is single,

I am just

I yawn, asking him

yelled at him. I hope he can let me go

“Drink with me.”

says and drags

drink! I get a wine rash when I drink, and that

platform, the left 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 the

It's nice to

Frances Louis

himself a glass

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

It smells so good.

hands

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

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