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 spend

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

finally understand that it is better to please someone as moody

happened with your face?” Frances Louis frowns and gently

and push

happened?” His face

accidentally burned myself when

want Frances Louis to know the

apparently such a clumsy lie could not deceive

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

I don’t want to

“Believe it or not.”

me. After washing,

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

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

Louis,” a clear

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

this is Frances Louis's

doorway in his dressing gown, his strong, tight

and he is single, which

just an ordinary

yawn, asking him

a good attitude because I just yelled at him. I hope he can let

“Drink with me.”

says and drags me

can’t drink! I get a wine rash

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

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

surprise, Frances Louis has refined

table, Frances Louis pours himself a glass of wine and drinks it to

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

It smells so good.

Louis chuckles and hands his

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

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