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!

first instinct, I stretch one hand to cover

grab something fluffy. And Frances pulls me back

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

Frances squeezes out the words

at him and realize that what

will definitely

me and grabs my

my heart beating violently

seems different from what I

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

that, he closes his

don’t dare

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

am just lying on the bed, but the sweat

passed. I lick my dry lips. Just as I am about to

it been an

look at him in shock and

“It’s exactly an hour.”

accurate. I can’t help but to suspect that he hasn’t

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