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!

hand to cover my belly and my other

And Frances

relief and put the hand off my belly

go.” Frances squeezes out the words from between

that what I just grabbed is

he will definitely cut off

me and grabs my

can feel my heart beating

it seems different from what I

my hand. Instead, he grabs my hand and gently put it on his waist.

saying that, he closes his

that I don’t dare to move. I

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

tense. I am just lying on the bed,

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

it been

look at him in shock

“It’s exactly an hour.”

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

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