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

and smile sweetly at

that it is better to

with your face?” Frances Louis frowns and gently touches

and push his

face becomes

myself when I drunk

want Frances Louis to know the truth, so I

clumsy lie could not

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

want to

“Believe it or not.”

Frances Louis doesn’t follow me. After washing, I put

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

I shout at the door, “It’s

Louis,” a clear and

I climb

am sleepy and dizzy. I completely forget that this is Frances

his dressing gown, his strong, tight

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

am just an

I yawn, asking him

just yelled at him. I hope he can let me

“Drink with me.”

says and

can’t drink! I get a wine rash when

a large platform, the left corner is full of plants and flowers, the top, with more than half of the place, is planted with grapes.

It's nice

my surprise, Frances Louis has refined

the little table, Frances Louis pours himself a glass of

light golden. I thought it was champagne, but it smells

It smells so good.

Louis chuckles and hands his wine glass to

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

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