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!

one hand to cover

fluffy. And Frances

put the hand off

out the words from between his

him and realize that what

definitely cut off

me

my heart beating violently

different from what I

hand and gently

that, he closes

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

I check my phone from time to time, being afraid that I

I am just lying on the

passed. I lick my dry lips. Just as I am about to awaken Frances, he opens his

been an

him in

“It’s exactly an hour.”

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

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