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.

just take it. I don't want to spend his money, but what if I need it in an emergency? I want to be kind to myself in the

face and smile sweetly

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

happened with your face?” Frances Louis frowns and gently touches

I inhale and push his hand

His face becomes

accidentally burned myself when I drunk

to know the truth, so I make

a clumsy lie could not

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

want

“Believe it or not.”

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

painful. I finally fell asleep after a long time. No sooner had I

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

Louis,” a clear

the shock. I climb up from the

forget that this is Frances Louis's house and

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

a man with beauty, ability and he is single, which is

just

yawn, asking him

have such a good attitude because I just yelled at him. I hope he can let me go for the sake

“Drink with me.”

Louis says and drags me

can’t drink! I get a wine rash when I

the left corner is full of plants and flowers, the top, with more than half of the place, is planted with grapes. The grape

moon tonight, but the stars are beautiful. It's nice to see

my surprise, Frances Louis

table, Frances Louis pours himself a glass of wine and

was champagne, but it smells sweet and fruity, which makes me almost

It smells so good.

chuckles and hands his wine glass

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

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