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!

my first instinct, I stretch one hand to cover my belly and

And Frances pulls me back

a sigh of relief and put the hand off my

Frances squeezes out the words from

realize that what I

will definitely

slowly approaches me and grabs

my heart beating

seems different from what

off my hand. Instead, he grabs my hand and gently

he closes his

am so nervous that I don’t dare

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

too tense. I am just lying on the bed,

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

been an

look at him in shock and

“It’s exactly an hour.”

suspect that he hasn’t slept at all and was just counting down

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