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.

him, so I just take it. I don't want to spend

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

that it is better to please someone as moody as

Frances Louis

inhale and push his hand

His face becomes sullen

accidentally burned myself when

Frances Louis to know the truth,

lie could not

this? Jane Noyes, are you being

I don’t want to tell

“Believe it or not.”

After washing, I put

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

the door, “It’s late at night! You

a clear and brief voice

climb up from the bed and

this is Frances Louis's house

gown, his strong,

man with beauty, ability and he is single,

am just an ordinary

yawn,

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

“Drink with me.”

and drags

get a wine rash when I drink, and that

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

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

Frances Louis

table, Frances Louis pours himself a

golden. I thought it was champagne,

It smells so good.

chuckles and hands his wine

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

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