In My Desperate Time

I gasp and look over at Frances.

But I quickly turn my gaze in case it would arouse Whitney’s suspicion.

The car has a divider between the front and back seats, and Whitney can only see the top half of our bodies from the rear-view mirror, not knowing what is happening below.

Maybe this is why Frances dare to have his unbridled hands on me.

There is no sign on his face that tells he has a headache! I even have to doubt that he uses it as an excuse to sit next to me.

“Are you mad? Your wife is sitting in front of us!”

I lower my head and whisper to him.

He snorts slightly, disapprovingly, “So what, my mistress is sitting beside me. How can I restrict myself from doing noting with such a beauty right next to my hand? You know I’m not that kind of gentlemen.”

As he is saying, his hands are eagerly touching around my waist. Although I wear thick clothes, the titillating movement of his hands really makes me hot.

“Frances, I’ll be dead if Whitney knows our affair.”

I whisper with a begging voice.

get any troubles, nor do I want to hurt Whitney, and I can’t afford

would be

of her.” I twitch my mouth and move

sneers and sits there without

face suddenly reminds

hasn’t done anything to Noah yet, it doesn’t mean he won’t harm Noah. He certainly won’t let Noah go easily. I must know something

him. Thinking for a while, I say, “Thank you, Frances,

early.

hasn’t come

What does it mean?

my mouth for more information when Whitney says, “Here we

of the car and in front of us is a western restaurant with good layout. When I step inside, the soft lighting and comfortable decoration and layout

I totally can’t

waiter nods to Whitney’s words and leads

me the menu. I take a look and gives

it.

a stern look from Frances coming towards me, but I find he isn’t looking at me at all when I turn my

Is it my illusion?

serviced soon. Donny orders me a foie gras and an authentic French steak with

It tastes good!