In My Desperate Time

Chapter 242: It’s Exactly an Hour

I retract my hand and look at Frances embarrassedly. “Sorry for waking you up.”

I thought he was already asleep. And I didn’t expect that he would be woken up by a touch.

God, will he cut off my hand?

“Give me your hand.”

He says in a deep voice, and I am more scared.

Damn it. Why did I touch him? Now I am done!

I put my hands behind my back and say resolutely, “No!”

Frances’ narrowed eyes make me a little scared, so I can’t help shrinking to the side.

The man gets closer, so I can only shrink back a little more.

“Come here.” Frances says with a grim face. A glance at his face makes me feel hard to breathe.

I shrink back again, but I am already at the edge. I am now falling off the bed.

My child! No!

I stretch one hand to cover

I grab something fluffy. And Frances pulls me back

relief and put the hand off my belly with fear lingering in

go.” Frances squeezes out the

and realize that what I just grabbed is

definitely

slowly approaches me

feel my heart beating violently

it seems different from what I

grabs my hand and gently put it on

he closes

am so nervous that I don’t dare to move.

eyes again and his breathing becomes stable. I check my phone from time to time,

tense. I am just lying on the bed, but the sweat already soaks

dry lips. Just as I am

been

look at him in

“It’s exactly an hour.”

man’s body clock is so accurate. I can’t help but to suspect that he hasn’t slept at all and was

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