In My Desperate Time

Chapter 75 Get out

If it were anyone else, I wouldn't be afraid to miss his/her calls.

But he is Frances Louis.

He won't call me if there is nothing of particular importance. Two missed calls illustrate the seriousness of the matter.

After all, he is the patron. After a while of hesitation, I call Frances Louis back.

It rings several times before he answers the phone.

“Come to my room, now.”

Then Frances Louis hangs up.

My heart is beating severely. His wife and he live together, if I go to his room, I would be a sheep who sends itself to the tiger's mouth.

But Frances Louis speaks in such a decisive tone that I don’t have the courage to refuse.

Steven Song only knows that I called Frances Louis, but he doesn’t know what I said to him. After he sends me to the hotel, he goes upstairs alone.

When I get out of the elevator and pass 306, I find the door is unlocked.

I have already got an idea in the car. If I ran into Whitney Jordan, I'd say I come here to discuss with her about her works. Anyway, I watched yesterday's show carefully, and it is easy to select a topic about it.

I knock softly twice, and the voice of Frances Louis sounds from inside.

“Come in.”

I walk in, don’t dare to close the door.

Frances Louis is sitting at the head of the bed. His fingers are rapping on the computer, apparently, he is dealing with business.

room. The bathroom light is off. It looks like she isn’t

your wife?” I

gone.” He closes the computer and gets

he is in front of

bit. Until there is no room for me to retreat, and my body sticks on

in the morning, why she left in the

he said to me. It’s not my turn

do you

him

to the

stares at me, his eyes

I tell him that I’ll go to the hospital, how

reads my mind and

nose is as sensitive as a dog’s.

you went to the hospital. Tell me, are

and his breath has filled all the space

thinks I am

up casually. Otherwise, there would be some misunderstandings.

"I answer flatly, meeting his eyes.

what I say,

I got

test, “It’s just the sequela of a

for a while and looks not

pregnant women scrambling

I have no thoughts about his fortune, I explain, “You can rest assured that I am not going to conceive your child. Every time we have sex, I take pills. I'm not the kind of woman who would blackmail you with a child. I know

at me sharply. His face

“Get out.”

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